An enfolding Dance

[Guest guest]

Hiya

 

 

An enfolding Dance

 

A dance comes into existence because a dancer is dancing.

A dancer is a dancer because a dance is getting enacted.

 

Where does the dance start and the dancer end?

Where does the dancer start and the dance end?

 

Where is the separation between the two, the dance and the dancer?

 

Now in a normal dance, the depiction of the story through the dance, the myriad

relationships and the gamut of emotions, in these relationships and the various

events interwoven into the story being enacted out through the medium of dance,

suggests a limitation, a staticity.

 

There is a script and even though there might be a myriad of complexities, all

these nuances are still bound within the limitations of the script.

 

Imagine , by a wave of the hand, hey presto, there appears an illusion and the

script is not visible.

 

 

And the "manifestations", the characters both so called animate and inanimate,

within the dance, forget and AS IF they themselves are dancers in their own

right following AS IF they have "free will" .

 

And thereby enact their own little dance-drama.

 

 

But each individual dance-drama is nothing but a tile in the mosaic of the

dance-drama of Totality.

 

Just like fractals, where the structure of ingredient constituents, mirrors, the

structure of the whole.

 

And hence an infinite complexity of fractals dancing away, fractals within

fractals, within fractals, interwoven, interrelated, interconnected eternal

movements.

 

In an awesome harmony, like a net of jewels, each being the reflection of the

other.

 

 

Imagine the billions and zillions of movements, as a play,a Leela.

 

 

And that, in essence there is no movement.

 

Paradox?

 

Look at a rock.

 

Within it, at the ionic levels of quarks and bosons, there are billions of

movements taking place by these "particles".

 

 

At the consciousness of that "particle" if you proposed that despite all the

hoopla, nothing is moving, the "particle" would laugh at you, maybe even stone

you to death for blasphemy or hand you a wooden cross.

 

 

And yet at the level of consciousness of a rock, nothing really moves, even

though this level of consciousness is "made up" of zillions of movements.

 

It is the very "pattern" of these zillion movements which lend the "no-movement

solidity" to the rock.