I’ve always felt our actions were important due to the Holographic Universe. The idea behind it is that as one is strong, the one watching is also strong by means of mirror neurons.
Since after this years’ Art Prize I have mostly felt disgust for the beings around me, mainly because my family was taken from me because others were not sure I was safe enough to raise my children. I appologize to them for having to live in a world that would do that to anyone. I don’t impose on others because I hate it. I will blow up before I shut up. I don’t know if I can be loud enough. If the people who did this had to be around me while it was happening, they wouldn’t have done it. But they can run away or quit.
Sarah along with Tim, Andrew, Gretcha and Connie are supporting me. They are open to the idea that perhaps my case isn’t merely repeating the ones that have come before it. I have thought my way out of every box I could think myself out of and I’m now being judged as dangerous for it because evidently, I’m hard to understand. This reaction is birthed by my abstraction and lack of organization – Que System of a Down’s Disorder.
A Plea For Humanity – a choral Oratorio at Fountain Street Church
I’ve been trying to make more noise as well as listen to how others make noise outside of a choir. I’ve gone to nearly every reheasal and even found a friend to help me out with transportation.