Rainbow strobes whirl like spinning vinyl as the dancer snaps from chrome‑tight hits to liquid slides, each beat flipping the spectrum and recharging the room with fresh color and swagger.
The piece is a quick‑fire self‑portrait: pure speed, raw power, and light fused into one relentless heartbeat. Each razor‑sharp step detonates a strobe of light, like sugar crystals bursting in mid‑air. Pulses of white and electric blue chase his rapid turns, freezing silhouettes before they shatter into motion again.
A dancer crackling like a sugar crystal on hot glass. Every quick pivot detonates shards of light, the space fizzing and dissolving until motion and luminance merge into a single crystalline pulse.
Music: Boba
Dancer: Seven
Time moves silently, and consciousness drifts along its currents. We float between the past and the future, both lost and found, sensing our existence in the ebb and flow of the world.
In what seems as eternity, all movements contain itself moving within limits but in infinite trajectories. They are attempts to search within, for the true identity, the conflicts, the trauma, the tenderness, and the uncertainties.
Mortal: When one accepts themselves as the mere state of being, embracing all possibilities of existence, they breakthroughs all disciplines that have been projected on them. It is empowerment found from within, without the need to be or not to be anything, in balance with itself and the surrounding society.
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"It matters not who I am, for I am anyone you perceive me to be.
What truly matters is how you interpret the me you see."
