Ruined map. Koi fish glow in the dark. Reflected light from the trees, glistening. Eccentric man, playful beast... A beam of light and we are walking, fighting, resiting, the dance that we mimick. In the darkness we dance, and talk of HIjikata. But...I sense there is a more 'authentic movement' within you. Let is out. Scream, laugh, cry, be vulnerable. You are the lonely bursting balloon. Children skip, run, play, you fly away. The air inside us is limitless, but this body is caught up in a temporal progression. One day pig guts will cover us, our insides will shrivel up--A heart ripped out of a breathing body still beats. What have we given the world? Oh! Earth Mother, goddess of my footsteps, let me fall into your freshley plowed fields, cover my orfices with soil, let me taste the fertile medium that cultivates life.