“And you’ll keep those big eyes on my fur…And I’ll see that you keep that sleek, bushy tail glistening as it should…”

A tattered toy teddy bear…a soft wooly squirrel…a stage prop…a symbolism!!!
A ritual…an interaction of mutual confirmation…yet so significantly different…prefiguring the abandonment of a relational myth.

Is drama poetry…?…
Is eagle a bird…?…

An attempt to exist the symbolic order…satisfaction at an imaginary level…a retreat from the language…???…
Cruel morbid misfit…in a group of reasonably well disposed populace…can neither accept life nor death…
Then the boredom attained the badge of freedom…positive activity…proclamation…only form of recreation that one could afford…

“Oh! Heavens, how I long for a little ordinary human enthusiasm. Just enthusiasm, that’s all. I want to hear a warm thrilling voice cry out Hallelujah!”

An escape….from the harsh realities of life…from the failure to have adjusted…a harmonious relationship…
Only way… (bear) masculine strength…(squirrel) feminine pliability and tenderness…