On Dance

Men become bored of walking through life. They will create new fantasies, new ideals of walking; they will begin to run, to march, and to jog. All this to numb the monotony of walking. To run, and to march, and to jog, is to simply adjust the speed of walking — to critique its content, not its form. Thus, the famous words of the Preacher in Jerusalem: “there is nothing new under the sun,” he proclaims. Perhaps, to these men, to the men who walk, and to the men who run to numb the monotony of walking, this maxim is true.

However, the man must learn to dance, to be truly free. Not to critique the content of the walk, but to liberate oneself, and to critique the form of the walk itself. The form of living singularly, within a fixed, linear vacuum. These, these are the shortcomings of walking, the very form itself. But to dance, to live freely, to become, to destroy, and to create — this, this is what it is to dance, this is what it is to live!

We return to the words of the Ecclesiastical Preacher: “there is nothing new under the sun.” If that is said to be the case, then the solution is to dance, and to create, and to build our own sun, a sun which does not set, a sun of eternal rising, a sun, that affirms life. And so, the words of the Preacher are taken and made anew, and become “everything is new under the sun, and the sun shall never set.”