sophocles

tonight, the work of sophocles. his oedipus rex. the same that spawned freud's complex and countless words to similar effect. tonight in view of levi-strauss, vernant and others, valentine looks for his own way in:

If I could just block off my ears,
the springs of hearing, I would stop at nothing -
I'd wall up my loathsome body like a prison,
blind to the sound of life, not just the sight.
- Oedipus (1525-1528)