A short excerpt from the Booklet essay by Gareth Evans

I write in the night, but I see not only the tyranny. If that were all I saw, I would probably not have the courage to continue. I see people sleeping, stirring, getting up to drink water, whispering their projects or their fears, making love, praying, cooking something while the rest of the family is asleep...
John Berger, from Where Are We?

One.
Look down. From a great height. As if with wings of desire over a city, the retina spilling with seeing. This is the world. Was it sight that sowed the wish for flight? To see it all. We climbed the dreams of our eyes to be here. What else touches this vision we have? We make cinema in our head. We pan and zoom. We caress the surface of all the visible with our gaze. We are all we see and more, because we see it.

Vision is a creation, not a perception…

Nothing is worth more than this day.
Goethe

Two.
And then, in the space between two intakes of breath, between a blink and its echo… the cancelled eyes, the black sun of the pupil put out. The cancelled Sun. At a still point of the turning world, a man on the floor of a room, inside pain as if it was a room – and locked - and the key was invisible, beyond reach.

I hear the axe has flowered,
I hear the place can't be named,
I hear the bread that looks on him
heals the hanged man,
the bread his wife baked him,
I hear they call life
the only refuge.
Paul Celan, from Schneepart

Gareth Evans' complete Essay, from which this excerpt is taken, appears in the Booklet of the DVD release.