Solitude is Freedom, Loneliness is a Prison

    It might be just the Chex mix and earliness talking but, it seems to me like every dance is made to portray a natural or common motion that accures in life.

 Why isn't anybody exploring the unknown? Why isn't anybody dancing motions no ones done or seen?

 Isn't the point of dance to escape? well then lets escape from this universe baby, boldy dance what no one's danced before.

 to music never heard or played. because music played on the contineous loop of day in and day out is just like background noise, static to our existance between the finely tuned stations layed out before us. 

babies crying, sirens blaring, the screams for help. Things that used to get our attention now only faint, blurry, beeps and taps we've numbed ourselves out on. like the callouses on the hands of the musician playing the songs never heard to the dancers who dancer non-existant dances to escape the babies crying and the screams for help. knowing full well that no matter how long they dance that dance that all of that noise and unrest will be waiting for them after, like a nagging sore that comes before that callouse.

 Only a few more rubs until the dance goes numb and we're back at square one. where are we now? folks, where are we now? On that Contineous loop of static babies, calloused hands and dancers searching for some peace.

Round and a round the loops gains speed and keeps gaining speed until someone dances that dance thats never been dance until its danced and we find its the keep to turn off that loop and put it away and go home to sleeping babies and safe quiet homes until the next time we feel like going dancing.

Moral of the story is, less chex, more sleep.