Non-Funny Reflection On The Dance.

I’m alive…..I feel stronger and more powerful and more beautiful than ever. I’d rather take a leap of faith than lose out on forever, I’m alive!

Life is grand, perfect and wonderful. Yet some allow life’s wonder to be clouded. They allow things that should never catch their step to send them sprawling. This is a habit that can become quite comforting, for lying by the wayside is a much better proposition than fighting one’s way into new territories. Life’s path leads us here and there. Some learn to create their own paths, some choose to stop at every snare in the road. This habit can become a faltering point, a point in which they loose everything. For, while they are lying in the path, those around them are moving forward with life and accepting its chances. Those around them move on to new things and new experiences. Those around them leave them behind.

I have encountered such people before on my path into life and I continue to experience such beings from time to time. I do not understand their insistence upon allowing themselves to be sidelined by life’s opportunities. I do not understand the way that they let life, and those living it with them, pass them by. Experiences they could of known waltz on without them in the darkness of their path, just beyond their reach, waiting for them to say yes, waiting for them to stop caring about the trivial. Chances run fast and furious on this path. Chances wish to be met head on. Opportunities, experiences, good and bad, love, loss, all of this and more await the willing. Time stands still for no one. Time has pity on no one. Time does not offer second chances, it does not offer repair or do-overs.

I see these apparitions at the edge of my vision, these people who choose to be bogged down in the menial and meaningless. They allow crutches to hold them in place, habit to dictate their existence, the fear of being hurt to hold them back from the chance, however small, of being completely happy. I spend but a moment weeping for them. I have seen the closest to me fall to these desires, this lack of passion for a real life. I feel for them, but I will not allow their sorrow, their pit, their inactivity to grab hold of me, to force me to miss life. I will not sacrifice my life of living for their lack of it.

And so, I move on. I grab a new hand. I dance to a new tune. My partners are many and my smile is infinite. I am alive. I will take any who wish to share it on this ride. I reach out to them even now. I waltz just beyond the darkness of their rut, reaching through the cloud, beckoning them to come and dance with me. I cry out to them as their chance nears its end, but I can not stop. Nor should I. Life is stronger and more powerful than even I. I will not end my dance. I am alive, anyone can be alive, anyone can love this gift of life.

Simply reach out and grab its hand! DANCE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! DANCE!!!!!