Dance the Dance Insane

Jan25

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To be sane
I am told it is required
To live repetitive tacky inane.
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Track-a Track-a Track-a
Woo Woo
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What is there to gain
Thinking the same old thought
Again and again and again
.
Track-a Track-a Track-a
Woo Woo
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Why go through life
As a tracking train
Forever repeating absurd strife
.
Track-a Track-a Track-a
Woo Woo
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I give you the always permission
You may join this dance as we
Are allowed being eternal anti-fission
.
Dance the Dance Insane
.
We shall swirl and twirl
In a Warm Music Rain
Whirl and Whirl and WHIRL
.
Dance the Dance Insane
.
Again and Again and Again
This we shall do with delight
Again and Again and Again
.
Dance the Dance Insane
Dance the Dance Insane
Dance the Dance Insane
Dancing dancing dancing
Dance the Dance Insane
.
Track-a Track-a Track-a
Woo woo
.
Dance oh Dance
Dance the Dance Insane
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Bear … 01.25.2014
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Frivolous

Jan24

Heartless thought and soulless heart
Desire and love dance music words even art

Comprehend the parting shot
They’ve let me know what I’m not

All expression is mere drivel
Brimming life to empty hull shrivel

The flavored love essential being
All that I am has no meaning

Bear … 01.24.2014

La Danse Est La Musique

Jan3

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Danse Est La Musique
.
Tous mourrez
C’est jamais eu la vie
Mais la musique
Oui la musique
La musique seule vivra
Toujours la musique
Et si la danse
Doit être dansé
Vivants et morts
Toujours la musique
Toujours la danse
Tout est la danse éternelle
La musique seule vivra
Danse pour toujours
La Danse De La Mort Non
.
Bear … 01/03/2014
ⓒBearspawprint2014
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Dance Is Music
.
All shall die
That ever had life
But the music
Yes the music
Music alone shall live
Forever the music
And so the dance
Shall be danced
Living and dead
Forever the music
Forever the dance
All is the Eternal Dance
Music alone shall live
Dancing forever
The Dance Of No Death
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Bear … 01.03.2014
ⓒBearspawprint2015
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UGLY

Jan1

In a fit of pique,

That lasted

From her birth

Until her death,

My mother destroyed

All of the affection,

All of the care,

All of the reminders,

Of her despair,

That she could find.

She destroyed much else.

Those few bits of herself

And her love

That survived,

Did so by being

Unknown,

And so,

Lost to her grasp.

I was not real,

Only a representation

Of failed dreams.

I was not real,

Only an unredeemable

Wasted effort.

When I have

Occasionally

Seen the odd surviving

Image of myself,

I am amazed.

I was not ugly

As I remember myself,

Long ago.

As I danced

I could dance

Beauty into being.

I would generate an

Aura of Beauty

That deceived everyone.

Anyone who saw this

Dancing illusion

Would believe that Beauty

Existed and I could

Hide my essential

Inescapable ugliness

Within that beautiful illusion.

I danced a magic spell

To mesmerize all judgment.

I did not recognize

My Self

As my own illusion.

Bear 01.01.2014

Too Fast Slow Dance of Death

Nov25

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Fast. It is all too fast.

All Swirls Around And Around,

The Too Fast Cyclone Life.

No Escape From

My Swirling Sluggish

Body That Quits,

And Stalls, And

Longs To Linger

In the Limbo Of Lost Love.

Leaving Tasks

Works, Loves,

Children, All Unfinished.

I Am A Slow Sorrow

Caught In My Own

Slowing Sibilant Song,

A Droning Hum Countered

Against The Too Fast

Swirling Star Song Symphony.

The Light Dance, Too fast

For this Dark Dreamless

Dreaming Sleepless Sleep.

All Growth Too fast.

Thought Too Fast.

Song-Lines All Gone.

Decay Too Fast.

Dreamtime Too Slow.

Flying Forever Too Slowly.

I am Too Fast For Self

To Know. A Dreamless

Dreamtime Comes The

Too Fast End.

Never Awake,

Slowly Reaching,

Forever Awakening Too Slow.

Too Slow.

Swept Along Too Fast

In The Rushing River Dance

Of My Dreaming Illusion Of Slow.

All Unfinished.

Nothing Complete.

Alone, I Slowly Pass

Through The Too Fast

Slow Dance of Death.

Too Fast I Die.

Funneled Into The

Too Fast Whirlpool,

My Slowing Painful Body.

Dreaming Too Fast Of

The Tasks

Works, Loves,

Children, All Unfinished.

Repose Too Fast.

Slowly I Am Unwound

In A Too Fast Gyre,

The Too Fast

Slow Dance Of Death.

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Bear 11.25.2013

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NOVEMBER

Nov21

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max richter – november

I found this music via: http://poesravenlady.wordpress.com/category/music-i-love/ This page is in a blog with page after page of poignant posts. NOVEMBER is not amongst her selections, but the begnning of a journey that led to it is. Poesravenlady homepage: http://poesravenlady.wordpress.com/

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The problem with NOVEMBER

And all of the seasons

Is they end too soon.

Just when I begin to be immersed …. it’s over.

I can actually dance with-in November.

There are no sudden jarring movements required.

Perhaps I don’t appear to be the Dance,

So much, to my troupe of trees and fog and

The few critters still awake, perhaps,

If they are judgmental types,

I look more as if I am tottering and lurching

Rather than swaying in elegant swirling pirouettes.

I pretend the graceful eddies in the fog

And the ripples of movement in my clothing

Are the dance I hear in my muscles and bones …

No more a viewers comedy.

Which is fine.

When I dance

I do not perform.

Alone, I Am Dance.

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Bear

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Agawela finds moonlight in the swamp by bearspawprint

https://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/08/21/agawela/

Agawela = Old Woman

THE FIREBIRD

Nov20

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Жар-птица (Балет). / THE FIREBIRD (Ballet).

Stravinsky: Firebird (Nina Ananiashvili, Andris Liepa, Bolshoi Ballet, Andrey Chistyakov, 1997)

Жар-птица (Балет). / The Firebird (Ballet).

The Firebird, French title L’oiseau de feu (Russian: Жар-птица, Zhar-ptitsa) is a ballet and orchestral concert work by the Russian composer Igor Stravinsky. The ballet centers on the journey of its hero, Prince Ivan. Ivan enters the magical realm of Kashchei the Immortal; all of the magical objects and creatures of Kashchei are herein represented by a chromatic descending motif, usually in the strings. While wandering in the gardens, he sees and chases the Firebird. The Firebird, once caught by Ivan, begs for its life and ultimately agrees to assist Ivan in exchange for eventual freedom. Next, Prince Ivan sees thirteen princesses, with one of whom he falls in love. The next day, Ivan chooses to confront Kashchei to ask to marry one of the princesses; the two talk and eventually begin quarreling. When Kashchei sends his magical creatures after Ivan, the Firebird, true to its pledge, intervenes, bewitching the creatures and making them dance an elaborate, energetic dance (the “Infernal Dance”). The creatures and Kashchei then fall asleep; however, Kashchei awakens and is then sent into another dance by the Firebird. While Kashchei is bewitched, the Firebird tells Ivan the secret to Kashchei’s immortality — his soul is contained inside an enormous, magical egg. Ivan destroys the egg, killing Kashchei. With Kashchei gone and his spell broken, the magical creatures and the palace all disappear. All of the “real” beings, including the princesses, awaken and celebrate their victory. SUN CHAI

Жар-птица — балет в одном действии 1910 года на музыку Игоря Стравинского
Балет написан по мотивам русских народных сказок о волшебной птице, которая является одновременно и благословением и проклятием для человека, завладевшего ей. Действующие лица: Жар-птица; Иван-царевич; Царевна Ненаглядная Краса; Кощей Бессмертный; Всадник ночи; Всадник утра; Челядь Кощеева царства; Девушки, юноши, витязи. На горе, среди скал, стоит замок злого царя Кощея Бессмертного. Чтобы никто не проник к Кощею, не похитил из замка пленных красавиц-царевен, не украл золотых плодов из волшебного сада, замок обнесен золотой резной решеткой, а сад — высокой каменной стеной. Медленно появляется Всадник ночи на черном коне, в черной одежде. Когда он удаляется, темнеет; только золотые яблоки на дереве светятся. Но тотчас же сад озаряется ярким светом от Жар-птицы. Она летает по саду. Иван-царевич в погоне за птицей проникает в сад через высокую каменную ограду.

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Music Themes: HUMAN BEINGS ON EARTH

Nov14

Each dancer represents an equally powerful river merging to form one River that can never be separated out of itself. As likened to the Male and Female aspects of the universe that can not be separated into component parts. We are all for and ever mingled, One of Nothing. Bear

EXCERPTS FROM ARDHANARISHWARA STOTRA Lord Shiva and Shakthi

Lord Shiva and his consort Shakthi, representing the synthesis of masculine and feminine energies. The Ardhanari form also illustrates how the female principle of God, Shakti, is inseparable from the male principle of God, Shiva. Ardhanari in iconography is depicted as half-male and half-female, split down the middle. The best sculptural depictions of Shiva as Ardhanari are to be seen in the sensuous Chola dynasty bronzes and the sculptures at Ellora (Aurangabad)and Elephanta caves Mumbai. Viswanathan Nair

Bear: We Begin https://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-themes-human-beings-on-earth/

Bear: We Continue https://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-themes-human-beings-of-earth-we-continue/

Eva: What is human http://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/human-what-is-that-being-a-theme-essay-with-musical-side-effec ts/

Deborah: The Humans http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/music-theme-for-november-13-the-humans/#comment-755

Johnny: Everything http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/everything-human-music-theme-111313/

Willow: Humans http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/11/14/musicaltheme-humans/