An angel kissed my strings, while I slept last night. And her rhythm broke my hunger. And I died a little less.
Music does not need language of words for it has movements of dance to do its translation.
Dancing is creating a sculpture that is visible only for a moment.
When the melody plays, footsteps move, heart sings and spirit begin to dance.
Some bow to the spirit of collectivism, while you ascend to the spirit of your own eclectic rhythms.
Instead of breaking or cherry-picking the rules, many just follow the inner rules, which have been instilled during their lifetime and have subtly permeated their thinking. They value rules, as it off...
The 'magic' is the known and unknown quiet, spiritual, invisible thread which links and reveals harmonic elements to a universe of high vibrational sensory. And our beloved Bro. Maurice David knew it'...
Music is the Universal Language that allows all people to communicate with each other.
Our biological rhythms are the symphony of the cosmos, music embedded deep within us to which we dance, even when we can't name the tune.
Dance resides within us all. Some find it when joy conquers sorrow, others express it through celebration of movements; and then there are those... whose existence is dance,
Jumping from boulder to boulder and never falling, with a heavy pack, is easier than it sounds; you just can't fall when you get into the rhythm of the dance.