I want to talk once again about the things that are the core of Butoh. 
No, I want to talk about things that are impossible to talk about…and about impossible experiences.
I want to talk about things at my very depths that erode and collapse my thought when I start to think.
I want to talk about <emptiness> that are at my origins and endlessly empower me.

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You start to dance about your silence with silence. About your burned, blackened dead body, about the sound whose sound vanished.
I cannot acquire the experience of Hiroshima because it is the experience of others, the experience of the outside.

But I will continue to talk about Hiroshima.
I will continue to talk about this emptiness that has no beginning and no end and already lies inside my core, with the power of the light of darkness.