the door is ajar....ding....ding...the door is ajar....

that which we share is evident, that which separates us more difficult to define, discrimination, authority, who is the target audience, If I'm not speaking for myself then who do I speak for which is easier, which is cowardice, to profess my flaws or my strengths, in which do I have faith? What does the audience see, target or otherwise, not all struck, making an impression?? Sometime the truest individualization is the deviation from assumed deviation. What do they tell the fledgling actor, imagine the audience naked, hmm...maybe that's not always a helpful image, but the truth is naked, sometimes it sags a bit in places, and sometimes it's simply a choice....for the choice is always the same.....processed in binary....off or on, yes or no, every second....the how is an illusion I create every time I don't make that choice....and it is simple.... relationship...exchance....transmit....trasmit...trasmit....