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let me explain the title of the last post. you see, i just went to *chorus of angels* theater camp. there was a class at this *chorus of angels* theater camp called "igniting the creative process". they did a presentation for us on what they had done, and it went like this:
around a dozen kids standing in black on the stage. one girl goes over to a person and touches them. they strike a new pose and go over to a microphone. they say, "and". them saying "and" is recorded, and plays thru the speakers over and over. she goes over to the next person and touches them, they strike a new pose, go over to the mike, and say "i". this is recorded too, so the speakers say, "and. i." this goes on until the speakers are saying, "and. i. know. you're. on. the. outside. looking. in." they stand there in their poses and stare at you for a while while this plays, then they all start to move. someone takes out a cell phone. it rings, and starts to play gibberish. then someone else's cell phone rings, they take it out, and it starts to play what the previous phone was playing, but backwards, so its real words. a girl steps to the front and starts to rap while both cell phones are speaking. then everyone freezes in a pose, stares at the audience, and sings in unison:
"if we had hinges on our heads there wouldn't be no sin, 'cause we could take the bad stuff out and leave the good stuff in."