Four showings. Hours of dance, song, and acting. Mountains of food. Unseen tech, sound, and video crews. Nothing can really describe it; crazy how much work went into this production. So much effort, practice, time, food, and countless other unseen resources. Seeing three showings, dang. It really did get better, expecting lines and seeing how people changed, and how other people played the same role, but with their own character. We're finally free from g-live!
Four skits. What's your status? Departures. The Gospel. Free. Each built up from the other to present a message, if followed. Is this really what life is about, the competition to be top? Is this what Christianity is about, just words, you know like you know, slavish work, or a failed institution of hypocrites? Is this what the Gospel is- that which is objectionable? Is making it out in the world all that really matters, or is there some relationship we need to consider?
We had food afterward, nom nom nom :D end comment about a building, hm. That would be amazing.
So what's your status?
just escaping madness?
searching for Mr. Right?
success in what tite?
trying to be popular?
Time flies, it's a blur.
We're all now departing.
of the past, it's smarting
Taking, here, a short leave
of what we can't perceive.
Heavy under toil n fasting,
its meaning not lasting.
The hypocritical challenge
of lives we need to manage.
New boundaries we set down
for relationships to abound
We don't have to trek, alone
to our destination, unknown
We hope life is wonderful,
of happiness plentiful.
But we have to recall
sometimes we will fall;
we shan't live for comfort
or the more it will hurt.
You know, like, you know
this is how the world go.
So follow career or faith?
I need to choose...
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