There is no answer. I always end submerged in the depths of his womb. Captures me, fill me, called me and causes. Penetrates every pore of my body without measure. The soul is transformed and I own a few times myself. The have me in every argument, every scene in every room, season or time. The Theatre uses me as a tool to communicate, to live, to dream, to love. I am lost in its ramifications, its strength and history, its authors and technical training an actor. My emotions are yours, my feelings are meaningless without their existence and feel that no respite, no feel, I do not live in his absence. The inner heart beat is accelerated only creative thinking and brings me to the limits without resistance. Theatre Oh, I've done so yours do not know if one day may be recovered. Theatre Oh, I've given so much that scares me emptying in an instant. Theatre Oh I love you so I am able to exhaust the intant to get involved in your beauty and constant loudness. Theatre Oh I'm lost and your heart can never get away. There is no answer to your question. There is not because I was tied from the first contact and my identity today is part of the figure, their longings, their achievements, their progress, their teachers and I'm still your instrument. And it does not hurt, not kill and does not hurt. Bless and cry, full of passion professes absolute love and my soul demands. I love you Theatre! because without our merger, my soul would be dead. My words of yours, my writings that try to be uncertain about the drama, and my breath full in the extreme desire to share the essence with the absurd life. Theater forever, my love .
Laura Guzman
