Thursday, April 28, 2011

And she might be right to

Sometimes I dance alone at home, to all sorts of music, all sorts of dance styles, I look like an abject idiot, I don’t give a shit – why should I, no-one will ever see me, it doesn’t matter. I dance with the furniture, I do peculiar things, I enjoy my body alive and moving, I enjoy bringing what is whatever and not physical of me and living, into the world of the physical, dance does that.

9 comments:

trousers said...

Yes to all that.

Anonymous said...

no-one will ever see me

well, but we see you now, don't we? We, your faceless and perhaps anonymous gawpers. Because you done gone and described it so we see you, as it were, in mind's eye. You don't look like an abject idiot to me. I'm glad your dog worries about you sometimes though, that's as it should be.

I don't think my cat worries about me - just not her nature. But I do talk to her for hours on end - if I could dance I would do that instead, but talking to the cat (I mean really talking, you know, like having a discussion, though she can't really join in much) is ok too, another way of manifesting.

Keep on rockin'

Anna MR said...

Now look what you made me do, Anonymous - I have stopped replying to comments over a year ago, fer fucks' sakes! - but look. What really forced a reply out of me is your phrase "if I could dance I would do that instead". Excuse me but I must take near-aggressive issue with that (not you, you understand - the statement only). Of-bleeding-fecking course you can fucking dance, for fuck's sakes (okay - sorry about the cursing, please). We *all* can dance. Dance is in our genes. Have you a heartbeat? Yes. Do you experience love and other emotions? Yes. There it is. That is what is called dance. Now go and fucking do it (sorry about the swearing), and then let's talk about it.

Apart from that wee misunderstanding/disagreement, we're sweet, Anonymous, okay? It's just this dancing thing, I'm afraid - I happen to believe that life=dancing and that we must all come face to face with this fact, so as to grow as people.

x

Anna MR said...

Now then. I have obviously pushed myself into a corner here - I blame you, Anonymous - as once I open my mouthy keyboard for one, I can not really not open it for another. So hei to you too, young housut - charming to see you as always, and I hope you realise that my lengthy silences here are to do with things within mine owne head and nothing to do with the value placed upon my guests by this said head. Also hope all things are well with you.

This obviously goes without saying to everyone else who's been kind enough to grace these empty halls, speaking to my seemingly deaf ears. They have been listening though, alert and delighted.

And Anonymous? Sorry again for the swear-splurt on my reply to you. It looks ugly in the bright light of day. Do know, however, that lately I've entertained myself rather a lot with watching the fabulous Billy Connolly on youtube - and his billyspeak has a way of catching.

x to one and all

Gaelileo said...

hei
missed you (and a couple of others besides)
dancing in the dark there right with you

Montag said...

I'll have what Trousers ordered.

Anna MR said...

Gaelileo, Montag - welcome to the dance floor in the hermitage. More music posted tonight for your living physical expression pleasure, please join me should the mood at all grab you.

x

Montag said...

I did. It was a good work out, even though I lack grace and agility.

Anna MR said...

Montag - grace, agility, what are they? They are like beauty, verily - in the eye of the beholder.

Hence, you see, I allow the eye of the beholder (mostly) to be that of mine faithful hound, who merely worries, rather than sneer...

Lovely to see you dancing. Have you found the latest dance-floor hit posted above? It rules, Montag dear. Wholly impossible to stay seated while the guy does his thing...

x