Monday, August 10, 2009

An anecdote



Sometimes when I'm in the middle of a dance floor dancing or DJing I forget everything. I mean, EVERYTHING. I don't even feel like I am expressing. I'm just one with everything. Static. The only equivelant feeling is when I first open my eyes and my mind is completely blank. Then there's that RUSH of life- reality if you will. But it's during these precious moments that I feel truly free. Absoultely healthy. In 7th grade my science teacher told us that we experience a minimum of an hour of good PURE independent health(physically, emotionally) in our lifetimes. Which means, our vitals are top knotch, we're at a healthy weight, there are no cuts or bruises on us, we aren't hungry, sleepy, horny, stressed, our minds are not altered by any substances, no extreme emotions, nothing. Content. Healthy. It blew my mind and stuck with me. I never looked at health the same way again.

"Particles passing through a microcosm
That is all we are."

Fischerspooner