Inside The Club Extravaganza - After A Long While 2

Can dance and philosophy be fused into one discipline or a science that complements each other wherein philosophy is to seek and dance is to express and show. But dance is contemporary with various movements depicting emotions...presentiments - joy and sorrow. Or a theatrical display of extreme gymnastics but philosophy reads and thinks. A group of dancers and choreographers studying contemporary movements may devise emotion ridden maneuvers:showcasing hidden thoughts, yet, philosophy;innermost - remains obscure and elusive for ordinary folks. Except for philosophers and of whom are indifferent barring their own principles. The aftermath of which the dancing philosophers can only be a select few and their ardent groupies. Or that paraphrasing Kant and of whom emit words the such of too much fun expressed leads to fun losing itself and only duty the motivation. And what that can motivate fun to duty when duty actually loses track. Howsoever traditional dances performed by dance troupes from cultures way back still express their steps to dances demonstrating of epic narratives and bountiful harvests. An agricultural tradition that persists albeit any post post modern contentions. How then can a savage neanderthal be portrayed slaying an animal for food and considered  a dance whence actual dance starts with agriculture. Anyway enough of dance philosophy or philosophy of dance or dancing philosophers for I am about to relate a recent dance session I was involved and the wiggles were The irresistible Latin boogies and Dangdut too! There was I in front of Annete,fingers clasped from four hands and prancing the slow rumba followed by chachacha and finished with the infernal dangdut tones. She was of perfect height, physique and talented also. She moved gracefully to all my cues that I was dumbfounded throughout but expressing facially the salsas if only to enhance the entire show. And pretty too she was that I was enamored the brief moment that I was whirling about. And with a partner so desirable but only in dreams; subjectively and not to be externalized so as to be wholesomely objective. As I can't anymore since the time to exult is short,the limbs deteriorating, the knees creaks and crackles, the whole outlook as per myself is old and the sex organs a dismay if not for post post post modern medications. Also that I can't be marrying dancing lassies just for the disco and frolics...but the dance remains eternal... subjective...its own universe....hohoho