gangel: and all the men and women merely players’’, William Shakespeare… Do you agree or disagree with him and why ?
I agree, the difference being that some of us like to play a more central part in the game of life..whilst the rest of us prefer to play and lurk in the wings or behind the scenes.
I think the part each of us all play are all equally important though. Can't have one without the other and even the main characters need stand ins and supporting actors, same goes for real life.
gangelOPPlovdiv, Bulgaria, Hampshire, England UK5,028 posts
Zellarrone1: I agree, the difference being that some of us like to play a more central part in the game of life..whilst the rest of us prefer to play and lurk in the wings or behind the scenes.
I think the part each of us all play are all equally important though. Can't have one without the other and even the main characters need stand ins and supporting actors, same goes for real life.
So here come the questions: Who writes the script? Who directs? And most importantly, who watches the play we present for all to see?
gangel: So here come the questions: Who writes the script? Who directs? And most importantly, who watches the play we present for all to see?
Ohhhh, that's easily answered. I reckon it's a bunch of zany aliens sat there watching us and having a laugh at us fluffing our lines and generally sni**ering at our pathetic attempts at the life they scripted for us unless anyone can think of a more suitable answer
Zellarrone1: You can swap with me if you like you will have to get used to wearing a frock and lipstick though. Also, you will like having a green aura
Have you got that green aura because your sitting with the aliens sni**ering at us? No swap thanks, I like my own frock and lipstick too much.
gangel: So here come the questions: Who writes the script? Who directs? And most importantly, who watches the play we present for all to see?
All the world's a stage. Based on improv. And, by definition, there is no set script.
And we all take turns as director, lighting tech., stage hand, scenery coordinator and star, as well as minor character, love interest, comic relief and villain.
Our audience is the rest of the world and sometimes they are all watching when we flub our lines and sometimes they 'stay away in droves' during our finest performances.
And we can only hope that when our final curtain call comes that we can look back on our tour and say "It was a good run!"
gangel: and all the men and women merely players’’, William Shakespeare… Do you agree or disagree with him and why ?
Absolutely. 'We' all have our bit parts to play, some more so than others; some less minor than others , some more profound than others and some more hilarious than tragic. The 'play' is all ad-lib, come as you are, take a role that you are good at or aspire to and like the stage at La Scala, the audiences watching you may cheer at your efforts or pelt you with rotten vegetables or a butterfly net will appear from behind the curtain and snag you, pulling you off the stage. Many roles to play in this never ending show and many are 'wild-card' roles coming on when least expected with many diverse surprises to either cheers or boos at our turns of being the audience. And if we screw-up, we can all take the proverbial "exit, stage left" as the character Snaggle Puss often said on his cartoon show. In some ways we are God's cartoon show...%D
William Shakespeare - All the World's A Stage (from As You Like It 2/7)
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
All the World's A Stage And Don't Forget I AM The Chief-Critic
The Director seems to be missing sometimes! The Script Unavailable! Chaos reigns supreme most of the Time! Still,all considered it's a pretty good Life after all
Zellarrone1: Ohhhh, that's easily answered. I reckon it's a bunch of zany aliens sat there watching us and having a laugh at us fluffing our lines and generally sni**ering at our pathetic attempts at the life they scripted for us unless anyone can think of a more suitable answer
The_Kansan: All the world's a stage. Based on improv. And, by definition, there is no set script.
And we all take turns as director, lighting tech., stage hand, scenery coordinator and star, as well as minor character, love interest, comic relief and villain.
Our audience is the rest of the world and sometimes they are all watching when we flub our lines and sometimes they 'stay away in droves' during our finest performances.
And we can only hope that when our final curtain call comes that we can look back on our tour and say "It was a good run!"
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