"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players."
- William Shakespeare
Actors. Every single last one of us.
Nothing more.
The performer's soul was revived for one thing.
Approval.
The unceasing pursuit of acceptance.
To be who you are or who you want to be..
Ahh.. a herculean-size decision.
What's worse is there is no wrong answer.
The allure of recognition.
How it captivates the audience and actors alike.
And the applause that resound when the curtains fall.
Simply gratifying.
Yet when do the curtains really fall?
When the world's a stage and your life, a mere character?
The answer to that would be never.
For the hunt for extolment will never satisfy.
Like chasing the wind.
But yet to detach oneself from this stage would be suicide.
Social suicide.
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.
Romans 12: 2
In the world but not of it.
On the stage but not partaking in it.
If one were to strive for perfection,
there would only be one mould.
And He ain't so happy with your progress, as with mine.. as with mine..
Hypocrisy of praise, for praise....
decided to post this draft from a few days back instead since you ruined the selective information thing!! ):
- William Shakespeare
Actors. Every single last one of us.
Nothing more.
The performer's soul was revived for one thing.
Approval.
The unceasing pursuit of acceptance.
To be who you are or who you want to be..
Ahh.. a herculean-size decision.
What's worse is there is no wrong answer.
The allure of recognition.
How it captivates the audience and actors alike.
And the applause that resound when the curtains fall.
Simply gratifying.
Yet when do the curtains really fall?
When the world's a stage and your life, a mere character?
The answer to that would be never.
For the hunt for extolment will never satisfy.
Like chasing the wind.
But yet to detach oneself from this stage would be suicide.
Social suicide.
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.
Romans 12: 2
In the world but not of it.
On the stage but not partaking in it.
If one were to strive for perfection,
there would only be one mould.
And He ain't so happy with your progress, as with mine.. as with mine..
Hypocrisy of praise, for praise....
decided to post this draft from a few days back instead since you ruined the selective information thing!! ):
posted by sarah at 4:18 AM
5 Comments:
WAH DA NEW LOOK
I LIKE......NICE CLEAN AND WHITE! white so totally rocks la.
anyw, it's a gd post here (Y)
let u hear sth sometime! HEHE fr my secret stash.
n, yeah on the world being the stage, and all of us are part of the performance,... whr we perform for each other and for ourselves... we end up as both performers n critics rolled in one. except we become benchmarks unto ourselves for wht is a "good" performance.
i guess "good" performances still capture a certain measure of what is truly a person's. cos' we have our own unique ways of expression, voicings, tones, physical looks, and "soul" yada...tt cannot be replicated like others. similar, but nvr conveying the exact same thing.
and... ultimately, we perform for the "Audience of One" (tt's e title of a song i think?) yeah, so He is the one who will give us the due recognition. as He is also the director of our lives, as we surrender e "script" to Him for Him to modify.
:)
surrender our script to him for modification.. nice..
love how you always bring new insights haha.. anyway hey hey free on friday nightfor dinner and swim??:D fats awayyy!..
hell!!
lisa listens to post-hardcore!!
dude...enlighten me agn, wht is post-hardcore?
sarah...letcha knw agn, cos fri i think i'm prob hving prac so it's kinda tight to squeeze in a swim n dinner!
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