Tuesdays, Neos VR Dance Party, when the right song comes on... we unfurl our wings and become the sound. Become the emotion of the song. Our voice becomes the lyrics. Our virtual body of bat and the beat, expressing ourselves though steps, swings, and sublime motion.
This picture captures but a moment of the intense, inner expression we have. A collapsing of the singularity that is me, Echoen, into a few moments of music. If only you were there to see us, to let us sing to you, dance for you, to let you see us cry, collapse, recover, continue...
Turn the lights down. Turn the sky dark. Set the stars ablaze. Set the volume to maximum. Free your limbs to move. Free your heart to follow.
