Philip Huang commented on your note "last performance of the year".

Philip Huang commented on your note "last performance of the year".

Philip wrote: "This is a very thorough account of the show. I keep thinking about what that man said, that our bodies are just meat, and what frightens me is my own reluctance to confront my own vanity and shame. He's right, we're just meat. And Frank's right--comfort is the ultimate means of control."

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Philip, I think our bodies are bacon cheese burgers. Our bodies are meant to be loved and play with, to have fun with. They are instruments of love. They are the tip of the iceberg of who we are. But they are definitely a part of who we are.

glad that the performance made you confront whatever. Art should do that. I don't know what shame is. And I am too cute to be vane!

We shouldn't confuse real comfort with "zones of comfort," which really are prisons of fragility making people easier to control and to limit. Real comfort is extremely flexible and supple and absorbent and inclusive, warm juicy! It Sticks to your ribs when you journey outside of the margins.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore