On Seeing Tiesto in San Antonio

Cloaked in darkness
Ten seconds before sunrise
My soul pours out onto the floor
My head lays at the sub
Hairs raise on my arms, my neck.

I am being lifted
The crowd and I move in symphony
My heartbeat acquiesces to the rhythms that engulf me.
I have never been more aware of the life force that flows through me.

I am leaping.
The crowd is bouncing off the floor
Like one solid round rubber ball.
We are One –
Sweat, skin, bodies.
No boundaries.
Ecstacy.

The fibers of music weave us into a single relationship
With each other, the music, life itself, and the Universe.

I love electronica.
I don’t care if this is Cowboy’s Dancehall.