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beccaelizabethToday's dreams were all disorganised data loss and obituaries
and I had the vague notion I was dreaming so it was okay
but what jolted me awake was realising no, that person is actually dead.
Not a nice feeling.
Did a bunch of thinking when I woke up. Because I do not much like this feeling that entropy is running, that we build on sand, that it's all tears in the rain.
I have concluded I spend too much time attached to the written word.
You lose an archive and it hurts. People tried to make something lasting, and now it's gone.
But existing in the first place mattered.
And the purest artistic expression of that is dance.
Recording the visual image of a dance isn't dancing. Dancing is an experience. It's there, in a moment, and then it's over, and gone. And you wouldn't even want to dance forever. There's nightmares and horror story fairy tales about exactly that. There's episodes about the dancers stuck repeating the exact same performance. Dance isn't meant to be forever, because it's just one part of life, and you move on, and dance again, different.
So yeah, there's tears in the rain.
But there's also breath in your lungs and shapes you can make and rhythm moving
and that matters too.
Kind of lose sight of that some days.
Doesn't do much about the sadness
but once upon a time we all danced.
and I had the vague notion I was dreaming so it was okay
but what jolted me awake was realising no, that person is actually dead.
Not a nice feeling.
Did a bunch of thinking when I woke up. Because I do not much like this feeling that entropy is running, that we build on sand, that it's all tears in the rain.
I have concluded I spend too much time attached to the written word.
You lose an archive and it hurts. People tried to make something lasting, and now it's gone.
But existing in the first place mattered.
And the purest artistic expression of that is dance.
Recording the visual image of a dance isn't dancing. Dancing is an experience. It's there, in a moment, and then it's over, and gone. And you wouldn't even want to dance forever. There's nightmares and horror story fairy tales about exactly that. There's episodes about the dancers stuck repeating the exact same performance. Dance isn't meant to be forever, because it's just one part of life, and you move on, and dance again, different.
So yeah, there's tears in the rain.
But there's also breath in your lungs and shapes you can make and rhythm moving
and that matters too.
Kind of lose sight of that some days.
Doesn't do much about the sadness
but once upon a time we all danced.
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Date: 2020-07-31 01:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-08-01 02:12 am (UTC)and thank you