i used to be of the “if i could time travel i’d see the first-ever showing of hamlet” ilk and i still respect that crowd. but i must be honest with myself: i’m not standing upright in a crowd for four fucking hours. what i actually want is to go back in time and see the first-ever showing of shakespeare’s king lear so i can experience the exact moment when the crowd started to realize this play was not going to end the same way as any fairy-tales or myths of king leir had led them to believe. i can only imagine the energy in the globe at that moment but i think if i could capture and bottle it i could synthesize the first ever Crack That Makes You Kill Yourself









