Sway

[ludster]

     

Pray tell, stranger.

Have you ever been oppressed before?
           
Because, let me tell you...
  
         

      
    

...you haven't lived until you have.

  
 

     

    

A dance is nothing without a purpose. Though some moves are done at a grander scale when done in a winged freeform manner, it still bears a purpose. Never is a step blasted just for the sake of movement, lest it becomes akin to spazzing out on the floor. There is nothing to learn from that, now is there? Thusly so, much like a dance, one's actions always come from a reason. Every response exists solely to accomplish a goal. Though not all might know of such a goal, yet it exists somewhere, perhaps some had simply just not found it yet.

   

However, not every dance is the same. And not every dance is well loved.

  

One will not see a tap dancer following the whims of samba. A ballroom dancer cannot be expected to find solace in making the moves of a break dance. And one so acclimated to ballet might find it confusing whence they watch one jive into something less contemporary. On it's own, it is a harmony amidst a world of movement. Yet when sized up next to each other, well, perhaps that becomes a different story...

      
   

    
  

Perhaps the world is simply not ready for my dance.

After all, it's going to challenge everything they believe in.
  
And we already know what happens when you slight the comfortable.
  
They start a tantrum.
  
Well then...

  

   

  

   

...keep crying.

Wuss.