Why do I feel like artists can be like Christians?

Ambiguous to sound profound

People getting wound up and let down

Making people learn phrases to praise things that don’t make sense

Why are people excited and winded?

They’re climbing stairs where no one knows where they’re going

Hearts racing and energy escaping

They are feeling wired but tired like one drink too many

Why are people so restless?

What if Jesus and art made sense?

Would we rest?