 to all of our wonderful virtual audience who are here with us today and good afternoon to our performers who are here and celebrating our 2022 Summer Leadership Institute culminating performance. The Leadership Institute is a 10-day event and on day nine we take the learning that we have been experiencing from the very first day which includes our entering building and exiting community workshop which looks at the values by which we work together what we bring to a community and how looking at how we show up inside of that those values and research. Then we go to our work with our partner organization People's Institute for Survival and Beyond, PSAP and our workshop understanding and undoing racism slash community organizing. What does it mean to take this systemic analysis, help it to understand the art that we're putting on stage, how the art gets to the stage, what art gets to the stage and what art doesn't get to the stage. It gives us an understanding about all of that and then how we show up in the process. From there we went deep into our theme of are we democracy and we had people who were long-time organizers talk about that process those catalytic moments when and nurture in deep and deep and that is what we offer to you today that is what we offer what we have digested and then to bring out to you in terms of our culminating performance for our 2022 Summer Leadership Institute. We are at the Mark Morris Dance Center. We are on the unceded territory of the Lenape people and with the spirit of resistance and love and generosity that we know has been charged and is charging part of those indigenous cultures to keep moving forward. We bring that in our heart and our spirit with you to you. Here we are. Thank you. It's the story of democracies. Once upon a time, not too long ago, the people thought democracy was dead and so they mourned. Cemetery's gate, guardian of the cemetery, one who whispers to our and he surely acts for every burden. Sharing of the earth, but grass and invasive darkness of white, the tempered devil's eyes, colored red, white and blue. When the print strips the soil of life, it's nutrient, but let the justice burn like a righteous fire, a natural tilling of the soil. Are we in democracy? Not yet. Then visioning, looking to what we could be if we only let go of what has only perpetuated harm, stolen lives, broken hearts, depleted souls. I want us to fulfill our promise. But first, repair. You got a right. You got a right. This is really hard to admit, but in 2008, I thought I was in love with democracy. I mean, I was so full of hope. I thought, you know, this is the one. And we were engaged. And then, after the honeymoon, all of the so-called democracies, so-called friends from, like, Toral College started showing up and hanging out and they wouldn't leave, like, like Billy Buster. No, no, no, no. I think you all have, it confused, I've been getting to know democracy pretty well over the last couple of years, virtually. And we have our first date by mail in August. So-called democracy for quite a while now. I didn't meet them online or at a club. I met them at the Electoral College where I went. Yeah, maybe they go by a lot of things, but I don't really care as long as I get what I need. So, you want me to tell me the democracy with the profile picture? And he got all that cash and the big old Jesus that's the same democracy you all talking about. The democracy I know, we've been around long before the honeymoon. We've been exchanging for close to 19 years now. We have two children. Every week. Every week. We get to chat while I have been investing in democracy for years. And I'm telling you. I'm really, really I'm sorry about your heart, and I'm going to let you finish, but are we talking about the same democracy? No time for that. I am motionless and little. Everyone thinks that I am happy going on. I try to be strong. I could carry over the strong. It's the Lord above. All my hands. They love me the way I just take my hand. And love me how I take my hand. And love me as... People started to realize they had the power in their hands, in their bodies, in their minds, in their hearts. And they remember the legacy of people like Harriet Tubman, Fannie Lou Hamer. They remember the power. Those willing to receive. Yesterday, my body danced like a newborn and I did. Like it tapped into some kind of invisible knowledge or blood memory. And it has traveled with me through my DNA. It feels like the world's against me or loving me or shoving me down the road. It eternally warns and noiselessly teaches the ones to dance. The food to struggle. It's humanity. It's in me. Oh yeah, it's poetry. I choose to sing a song of redemption or not. You are unreal. To sing a song of joy. We love my singing to take my children. The things that often go unsaid. To sing a song of radical freedom. But that is where they're beyond that are liberation, strength and time. The things that have often gone unsaid will not speak over my body anymore. I choose to sing. Nobody naked my joy. My joy. I'll sing. Nobody naked my joy. My joy. I will sing. Fannie Lou Hamer, Ella Jo Baker, Rosa Parks, James Cheney, Michael Schwerner, Andrew Goodman, Kyle Louisa, Reverend James Reed, Medgar Evers, Dr. Doris Durbin, Moses, John O'Neill, Betty Shabazz. Institute faculty and staffers, educators, Michigan, and...