Hej putniče u ovaj šesti put, radoznala glavice, čije su misli zbrkane i zbunjene pred foajeom iluzije, hej skeptiče, što s nepovjerenjem i snishodljivošću listaš ovu knjižicu čiji će te sadržaj provesti kroz još jedno svjetsko kulturno događanje; ne vjeruješ ha? Nije ti jasno da slijepi glume... nije ti normalno da su normalni, da nadrastaju tvoje uskogrudno očekivanje i da te podučavaju životu, nije ti uobičajeno ha???

Hajde, hajde, ti si samo još jedan drag gost, jer svi su ovdje dragi i dobro došli, svi smo ovdje mi i svi se po šesti put volimo i bivamo BIT.

Zavrtjelo se Nemoguće, ispreplele se poznate i nepoznate ruke, sljubile se mnoge linije života kako bi svijetu darovale veliki zajednički dlan sa kojeg vrišti plakat tvrdoglave uzajamnosti, sa kojeg pipaju prsti iščitavajući univerzalnu stvarnost poškropljenu čarobnim točkicama začudne brajice. Da, to smo mi, slijepi i slabovidni glumci, sretni pod sjajem reflektora, tih kazališnih sunaca pod kojima se rađaju zvijezde, dostojanstveni i neskromno lijepi u svojoj zagledanosti  u poglede publike, neumorni u dokazivanju sebe i razbijanju predrasuda svih vas koji nas bukvalno gledate, a ne vidite, jer se niste u stanju opustiti, jer niste u stanju iskreno zatvoriti oči i biti iluzija.

Zato, dođite da se gledamo, da poniremo jedni u druge, da odbacimo bukvalnost i stopimo svoja osjetila u fluid koji će se razzračiti nad svima nama i štititi nas od sumnja i gluposti. Gledajmo se  dodirima, zagrljajima, gledajmo se širom zatvorenim očima, gledajmo se bez obrazaca i navika, jednostavno se bezuvjetno i s povjerenjem predajmo malom šestogodišnjem BIT-u, čije će djetinje ruke znati što s nama.

 

   Vojin Perić

Hey you traveler into this 6th experience, curious little head, whose thoughts are muddled and confused facing the foyer of illusion, hey skeptic, you who are suspiciously and courtly flipping through the pages of this booklet and its contents that will lead you through another international cultural event, you don't believe it, hmm??? You don't understand how blind people can act...for you it is not normal that they are normal, that they are outgrowing your narrow minded expectations, and that they are teaching you about life, it is not something usual for you, hmm?

There, there.. you are just another dear guest, because everyone is dear and welcome here. We are all us here, we all love each other for the 6th time, and we all are BIT itself.

The Impossible has whirled, the familiar and unfamiliar hands have been entangled, life lines have merged in order to offer a big joint palm to the world, the palm which bears the loud notice of stubborn reciprocity. The fingers of this palm touch and read the universal reality sprinkled with magical spots of wondrous Braille. Yes, this is us, blind and visually impaired actors, happy under the glow of spotlights, those theater suns under which the stars are born, dignified and immodestly beautiful in their gazing into the eye of the audience, relentless in proving themselves, and shattering the prejudice of all of you who look at us superficially, but you don't see because you are unable to relax, because you are unable to truly close your eyes and be an illusion.

Therefore, come so we can look at each other, sink into each other, throw away superficiality, and merge all our senses into a fluid which will spread above us all and protect us from doubts and stupidity. Let's look at each other by touching and hugging ourselves. Let's look at each other with eyes wide shut, without patterns and habits, lets simply, unconditionally, and trustfully devote ourselves to a small six-year old BIT, whose child's hands will know what to do with us.

Vojin Perić