I feel like I havn't been myself lately, or rather that I never was my self but this false Goddess roaming around trying to be what they wanted me to be even though I hated them and the.
I want to get into myself. Damn it I'm going to dance even if I have to make my own company and call it Hippos on Pointe. I don't think most people get what I dream of. Most don't know that I want kids, that I want a semi deflicted white picket fence. I want to marry if it means they'll keep me and perhaps love me. WHy can't they see?
I don';t want the limits but I want the challeges that bind me . .. I am making no sense what so ever and I can't get it. I can't understand any of the s**t going through my head.
I have to dance
I want to go to class.
I want to be one of those moms who takes care of their family and makes a bento for their husband. I want to go to class everyday and dance my heart out to come home to my kids who like me and see me as I really am. My mind tells me this is wrong. That I am trying to be a fiftties wife and I hear screaming about the womans movement. A part of me won't let me be just a house wife but another part of my brain is saying ******** it none of it is worth it if I can't be. Who I am.
GGrrrrrs
My brain just needs a good click click boom.
*Would you rather never dance again from this moment on, or never improve and start getting worse from now on until you don't even know what a plie is and then once you reach that point quit all together.* never improve, dancing is life even if it sucks
*Would you rather be good in turns and suck at jumps, or be good in jumps and suck at turns?* turns, I'm short they expect bad jumps
*Would you rather be a principle at a smaller company that's less heard of around the world or be in the corps of ABT or SAB or something like that?* Very tuff Q. ABT tours around and has a great program so I'll go with them. I don't want to be a known principle dancer
*Would you rather have good feet and bad turnout or bad feet and good turnout* Good feet
*Would you rather be flexable and weak or strong and stiff?* flexible and weak
*Would you rather be the best in your class and not learn anything or be worst in your class and learn a lot.* the worse and learn alot
*Would you rather always long to be a dancer but never dance or be a dancer who hated it?* oh wow , sucks both ways I'd rather long for it
*Would you rather be thin and weak or chunky and strong?*CHUNKY and STrong
*Would you rather not go on to prima ballerina if your knee hurt or continue dancing, become a prima ballerina and have extreme pain in your knee 24/7? * Dancing is worth any pain as it clears my soul
*Would you rather dance a realllllyy good pas de deux or be an awesome soloist?* Soloist... I don't really like guys all on me.
Those who dance are thought mad by those who hear not the music. *Unknown*
An art process in not essentially a natural process; it is an invented one. It can take actions of organization from the way nature functions, but essentially man invents the process. And from or for that process he derives a discipline to make and keep the process functioning. That discipline too is not a natural process. The daily discipline, the continued keeping of the elasticity of the muscles, the continued control of the mind over the body’s actions, the constant hoped-for flow of the spirit into physical movement, both new and renewed, is not a natural way. It is unnatural in its demands on all the sources of energy. But the final synthesis can be a natural one, natural in the sense that the mind, body and spirit function as one. *Merce Cunningham*
Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing. It's the rhythym of your life. Its the expression in time and movement, in happiness, joy, sadness and envy. *Jaques D'Amboise*
All dancing girls are nineteen years old. *Japanese proverb*
We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. *Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche*
To sing well and to dance is to be well educated. *Plato*
The Ballet toe shoe is one of the few instruments of torture to survive intact into our time. *unknown*
Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did, backwards and on high heels. *unknown*
 Julianna Morte · Mon Jul 10, 2006 @ 08:01am · 0 Comments |
The chicks keep marching till we get dem