Dive into a dreamlike garden where your inner archetypes throw tantrums, gossip in caves, and possibly start a cult. Part holy ritual, part existential meltdown. A journey into the many faces of fear, where archetypes collide, identities fragment, and humor becomes a survival instinct. Balancing between pathos and parody, the piece doesn’t seek to conquer fear, but to dance with the images that it triggers —to witness its beauty, grotesqueness, and its strange, generative potential. F**R invites the audience into a shared space of vulnerability, resilience, and unexpected laughter.