January 2011
15 posts
If not now, then when?
I look up to the sky. There may be nothing there to see. But if I don’t believe in him, Why would he believe in me?
Angels in America →
There are many great literary, theatrical, musical, and cinematic works. I have seen some and none, but I believe I have finally found the one.
Angels in America is a masterpiece of life in all its delusion and grandeur, and it is greater than all of us.
HARPER PITT: In your experience of the world. How do people change?
MORMON MOTHER: Well it has something to do with God so it's not very nice. God splits the skin with a jagged thumbnail from throat to belly and then plunges a huge filthy hand in, he grabs hold of your bloody tubes and they slip to evade his grasp but he squeezes hard, he insists, he pulls and pulls till all your innards are yanked out and the pain! We can't even talk about that. And then he stuffs them back, dirty, tangled and torn. It's up to you to do the stitching.
HARPER PITT: And then up you get. And walk around.
MORMON MOTHER: Just mangled guts pretending. That's how people change.
I see the vultures, they watch me bleed. They lick their lips, as all the shame spills out of me.
“The more constraints one imposes, the more one frees one’s self. And the...”
“Time does not pass. We pass.”
I may look happy, but honestly dear, The only way I’ll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear.
One giant leap of faith is easy when everyone you ask is so sure.
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