Four speakers move between biblical sermon and fragmented performance art, mixing passages from Jeremiah and Hosea with lines echoing Nirvana's "Here we are now, entertain us." The piece uses metaphors of spiritual corruption and redemption, then dissolves into chaotic chanting and playful banter that blurs theology with avant-garde experiment.
Chapters
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You.
Hello. Hello.
The Holy Spirit prophesied this in many places about the prostitution of the soul.
The Spirit said in the prophet Jeremiah, if a husband divorces his If she goes and takes another man, can she ever go back to him again?
As such a woman utterly defiles herself. You played the whore with many shepherds, and you return to me, said the Lord.
Lift up your eyes and see see clearly where you went whoring.
Were you sitting in the streets defiling the land with your whoring and your vices? And you took many shepherds as a way a stumbling for you. You were shameless with everyone. You did call on me as companion or father or guardian of your virginity.
It is also written in the prophet Hosea, Come accuse your mother, for she is to be my wife, for I her husband. I shall remove her whoring from my presence and her adultery from between her breasts. I shall make her naked as on the day she was born and desolate as a waterless land. I shall make her childless with a longing for children. I shall show her children Children, pity, for they are children of prostitution. Their mother played the whore and shamed her children. She said, I shall be a whore to my lovers. They gave me bread, water, garments, ropes, wine, oil, everything I needed. Look, I shall block them so that she will be able to run after her adulterers when she seeks them, but does find them, she will say, "I shall go back to my former husband, for I was better off then than now." Again it is said in Ezekiel: It happened that after much wickedness the Lord said, "You built yourself a brothel and made yourself a beautiful place in the streets. You built brothels in every alley, you wasted your beauty, you spread your legs in every alley, and multiplied your acts of prostitution. You were a whore for the sons of Egypt, your neighbors, well-endowed men. What does the sons of Egypt, well-endowed men, mean if the realm of the flesh and the senses and the things of the earth by which the soul is defiled in this world? She receives from them bread, wine, oil, clothing, and other external stuff surrounding the body, the things she thinks she needs. But as to this prostitution, the apostles of the Savior commanded: Guard yourself against it, purify yourselves from it. They were speaking just of the prostitution of the body, but especially that of the soul. That is why the Apostles write to the Churches of God, so that such things might go on among us.
The greatest struggle is the prostitution of the soul. Soul, from when it comes to the prostitution of the body.
Thus Paul wrote to the Corinthians and said, I wrote to you in my letter, do associate with whores and whores, meaning the whores of this world for the greedy, or thieves, or idol worshippers, since then you would have to leave the world. Here he is speaking spiritually. For our struggle is against the flesh and blood, as he said, but against the world rulers of this darkness and the spirits spirits of evil.
Restoration of the soul.
As long as the soul keeps running here and there, having sex with whomever she meets and defiling herself, she will suffer what she deserves. But when If she perceives the trouble she is in and weeps before the Father and repents, the Father will pity her. He will make her wound turn from the outside back to the inside, so that the soul will recover her proper character. It is so with a woman.
The womb of the body is inside of the body, like the other internal organs, but the womb of the soul is turned to the outside like male organs which are external. When the womb of the soul by the Father's will turns to the inside, she is baptized and awakened. Once she is free of the external pollution forced upon her, just as dirty clothes are soaked in water and are moved about and still the dirt is Me, Bhutan, they are clean. The soul is cleansed so that she may regain what she had at first, her former nature, and she may be restored. That is her value. Baptism. Then she will begin to rage like a woman in labor who cries and rages at the time of delivery. But since she is female and can conceive a child by her Her father sent her from heaven, her man, her brother, her firstborn. The bridegroom came down to the bride, she gave up her former whoring, cleansed herself of the pollution. Of adultery. And she was restored to be a bride. She cleansed herself in the bridal chamber. She filled it with perfume and They were awaiting the true bridegroom. She longer went around the marketplace, having sex with whomever she desired. But she stayed and waited for him, saying, "When will he come?" come, and she feared him, for she did know what he looked like. She longer remembered from the time she fell from her father's house, yet by the Father's will. He dreamed of him like a woman who loves a man. Load up on guns, bring your friends. Bring your friends. Alright, I like to bring this home.
Load up our guns, bring your friends, it's fun to lose and to pretend. She's overworked, self-assured, and all around a dirty word. Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Where the lights are, is it dangerous?
Here we are now.
Entertain us, after stupid and contagious.
Here we are now.
Entertain us, Amolano and Urbano.
Salopito!
Salopito!
Yeah! Bye! Yay!
A real blast, a little groove. Has always been, always will be. Michael Caine, hello, hello, hello, my love.
Hello, hello, hello, my love. Hello, hello, hello, my love. Hello, hello, hello, with a nice sound. It contagious. Here we are now. It contagious. Not this building. It contagious. Here we are now. It contagious. I'm a lotto. I'm a minor. I'm a mosquito. I'm a veto. Yeah!
I guess it makes me smile. I found it hard— It's hard to find the well! Whatever, never mind... Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello?
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Hello? Where did that sound come from?!
