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I'm BACK!

Vegas was twinkly fun. Saw Cirque du Soleil Mystere. This is a must see for anyone going to the big V. Forget Celine. I was with a party of five- all of us considered to be difficult to awe. Yet we sat there on the front row with our mouths gaping open and tears in our eyes.

Dancers flew directly above my head at the performance. To see these amazing, beautiful movements so close that I could see the veins in a neck or the sculpted expanse of a ribcage rise and fall was overwhelming. They are human beings!, I kept thinking to myself. People. Various languages, faiths, skin tones. Look at what a body can do. The human body is amazing. The discipline it takes to do any one part put me in constant awe.

When the drum scene started, I was taken by surprise. There is nothing that gets to me more than many people coming together to make one sound. The cooperation, the effort of a group to succeed in being separate but equal, individual but united, heard solo but in perfect time with the others this overwhelms me. It felt sacred. When the largest drum was beat by one man with mounting anger and alarming purpose and focus, I felt like crying and dancing at the same time. Every strike of his to that drum was felt on the first row by me.

I have not seen enough of this world. I do not want to lie down and play dead. Why have I been playing dead?