Tuesday, March 13, 2012
My first fantasy
In my stream of acquisitions of likes and liquidation of dislikes, I have evolved considerably. I can only hope that the me I have been acquiring little by little over the years is even just a little better than the old one. And if so, I further hope that the me now is the best I have ever been. I hope this because I love the me who i have become and shiver at the thought of digressing back to who I was. I love the passion I have discovered, and I love the person I have forged amidst these passion's flames. The me who has emerged from my heart's furnace is someone whose feelings are as powerful, as important to my survival as food. Whose desires play as much a role on my existence as my lungs.
And so far only one fantasy has been shaped by these fires: creating my world within our world (if possible, with someone other than myself).
How can this be done?
one way is to have noise canceling headphones, find a song that communicates passion, and dance to it outside my apartment or any location not typical to dancing.
Dancing has opened me up to a world within a world. When I go to a club sometimes I close me eyes and let the music control where and how I move my body. This is almost always in deep contrast to the style of dance that surrounds me which effectively puts me into my own world. But since everyone around me is still dancing, I have a hard time accepting this is MY world. I would need an even deeper contrast, which is why I feel doing it in a place where people don't commonly dance would satisfy.
As other world creating ways are discovered, their duly post will promptly follow.