The rule that covers everything is: how you are with others, expect that back.
Without love, all worship is a burden, all dancing is a chore, all music is mere noise.
Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
Apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
Dancing is when you rise above both worlds, tearing your heart to pieces & giving up your soul
In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances