dance the shaking of the sheets with me

[reverancepavane]

Given my current lack of mobility it's increasingly doubtful that I'll be able to attend the Spiral Dance Winter Solstice, let alone find a suitable costume for it. [Even the simple costume of a large white nightshirt, cap with pom-pom, vintage teddy-bear, and candle in holder (I was going to hold off on the sequins spelling "W I Z Z A R" on the cap though), isn't likely when I can't sew at the moment. <grumble>]. <sigh> "Life is motion, is movement, is the wild dance between endless possibilities, the laughter of clowns and children, always becoming but never being, unseen but ever-present; the end of the dance is unchanging stasis, a life unlived and unlivable, a failure of being, and the abhorrent silence at the end of the universe. Entropy is the final curse of Law, not Chaos, and I was ever a servant of Chaos."