est: 1/29/2010 03:04:00 AM
some call it "poetry in motion"
but it doesn't matter what it's called.
all i know is that i miss it.
i might catch myself being bitter, and competitive. but it's not about that. it's not about who gets there first. it's about getting there at all. i wanna get there and be glad that i reached my goal. i do not wanna get there, and be glad that i beat x amount of people just to get it. it's not about that. if it takes me that long, then it takes me that long. it just means that i need those days to earn it.
"i dance until i feel it trying to escape me. there's just so much of it, it's trying to escape out of my very fingertips. it wants to expand and touch it's audience. it wants to be seen by the blind and heard by the deaf. it wants to be felt by those who have never been touched. it wants to reach boundaries where the body cannot follow. it's a tragedy. however, to those who have felt it, it is a beautiful one."
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