Is to move. Dance.
As this body was meant to do.
Escape.
Float away with Earth’s rhythm.
Lost. Found.
And should I meet you in the center,
When she gives, and gives more
We shall meet inside Her pulse…
And know
This is where I began,
We began.
Where I learn.
Where you learn.
Where I met you
And you, and you, and you.
And you me.
Here, there, now… gone.
Sometimes to return,
Other times…
Where I grow
Where I hurt?
Where I thrive
Where you thrive!
Where I die
Where we will die
In peace, content, smiling,
Because I moved, I danced,
With you.
I experienced
You experienced
In the Book of Time
Are we strangers?
When together, same place
Same time, same beat?
Every single moment
Of this singular planet
In step, in rhythm.
Alive, so very alive.
So not alone
This is it. My body knows
I belong here, now.
We belong here, together
Moving together, dancing together
That is a life well lived.
THIS was a life well lived.
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The Professor's Convatorium 
Ooooh, I like both.
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Yeah? My entire body does too. Many of my tribe, my people, i.e. those in our alt lifestyles, especially like them. If my 1-terabyte external hard drive hadn’t quit on me the other day, I’d be able to show you some very nice pics. Not just the dancing, but the breathtaking apparel and fine adornments too. You’d like them JZ. 🔥😯
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No doubt.
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Been exploring Peter Heppner for the last hour. Nice! Sounds like the child of Kraftwerk
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Introduction to a new musical world, Professor.
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You like? 🤩
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I can’t sing and I can’t dance,
but if I could I think I’d prance!
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“…I’m just standing here selling everything.”
Hahaha, an apropos song there Robert. 😛
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🙂
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Me too, Robert; one can’t beat a good bit of prancercise.
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Ha, ha – love it!
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Robert, PLEASE tell me you can at least do prancercise better!? LOL
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Unfortunately, I cannot – lol!
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Oh dear Lawde, what has syncopation, coordination, and civilization come to!? 😩
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I dunno, Professor. All I know for sure is that I can’t sing, dance, or prance!
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🤣🤣🤣🤣 Well, I think our Secret Service, Homeland Security, and Defense Secretary have our newest lethal weapon!!! ROBERT!!!
“General… Mr. President… we’ve tried EVERYTHING, but they just keep coming!!!” Silence falls onto the war room.
“Alright, it’s time to send in ROBERT.”
The entire war room and Pentagon GASP!!! 😮
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And the Lord sayeth onto Caesar, who was singing and dancing over his people’s misery: “Beware, mine servant, for I shall cast upon you mighty wrath in the form of Robert – thine antithesis in both style and substance.”
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LOL… and the entire kingdom trembled and cried!
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OMG that was painful to my eyes and all my sensibilities of beautiful motion! OUCH!!! 😵 “You’re KILLING me Smalls!”
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