Not so long ago,I was feebly waving my arms around in an imitation of dance. Suddenly,I was at the center of a swirling group of dancers,flowing around me in a tight circle. I stood,knelt,stood again,extending my hands to feel the syncopated slap of their passing bodies against them. They took what little breath I had away..They streamed off into the greater dance. I was an ARMATURE,created by the dance itself,connected by dancer-conduits to the massive Collective Subconscious,and powered by the spinning dancers.The vacuum they had created imploded,I stood alone,short of breath and smelling slightly of ozone. Dance keeps me alive,it really does. I saw my cardiologist today,it has been an uphill battle for several months,and I have been giving up ground. I havent been frightened as much as resigned. The Dr.put it like this,We are better than even a few years ago,and can often open things up that have been closed for years. It just takes some specialized,heavy equipment.So now he is trying to get me in for Angiography on a fast track. Whatever,I let go of thinking I could dictate my life the LAST time I was in the hospital. The river has me now,no turning back. I will do whatever I have to.I plan on getting BETTER!!!
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 06:28:53 +0000
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