People need a way to bring out the indigestion in them. This is my way to bring out the indigestion and unfit in me. Am I looking for a audience? yes of course. Without audience, there is no meaning for a performance.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Ambused by GOD himself !

Funny in all our activities and pursuits, we being looking up and hoping some one is watching over our performances. Each and every moment, every actions, every breath we perform for an audience. William Shakespeare put it "All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players". A performance is worth only as much as the audience, without them the performance is merely non-exist. So there we go doing things as perfect as possible, day and night doing our duty as a son, daughter, father, mother, husband, wife, employee, employer and so on.
The audience as we know could be of different varieties, some would just sit and watch the performance quietly, some would shout and show their excitement and some may choose to sleep through. The worst could take a rock and through at you.
If we equate the performance-audience parallel to religious life. Then the typical audience(GOD) also plays the part of creating all, including the performer and the environment. He controls the action and reaction.
Then, there is this element of "Free will", but it was created for a reason and purpose. By doing so, it defies the purpose of free will. It is created with a purpose. And we know the choice. So if you have the choices and you already know all the available choice, then you are forced to choose. This is not a free will. This is just free choices. Ofcourse the outcome is known for each choices.
Lets equate the performance-audience parallel to atheist life. Then the typical audience(Nature) takes the place of the GOD! nothing more nothing less.
Either way, its seems like the performers doesn't have much free will. If they think they have, then surely they will be AMBUSHED!.

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