- Do you remember that night ?
The empty glasses, empty botlles, the broken glasses, the blown up buildings.
- People yelling, people on the floor, while you were there sitting in your damned living room.
Does that tell you something ?
- Everything started with a dream, a dream of obilivion.
They dreamt of getting out of their bodies, to reach an eternal light, in an absolute well-being.
Two voices interlace to grasp the simultaneity of war and peace in the world ; how does one feed the other ?