Welcome to the Dance Floor

Akashic Record Poetry
1 min readJan 20, 2020

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Is it sacrilege to dance when the music has stopped-

to be the only one remembering a body long forgotten.

Big movements become scary when the world is stagnant.

Big feelings suppressed to market the mask of being.

Free the soul of sanity,

for it does not belong to us.

Photo by Federico Rizzarelli on Unsplash

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Akashic Record Poetry

Tangential thought | poetic prose | double shot confessional stories | muddled with psycho spiritual reflections | salted on the rim with aesthetic realism.