To carve your face into the back of the sun.

In performance I watched him cast a circle of light upon the stage, and step into that circle, and reveal the dreams and reveries of his heart. He seemed to dance in the eye of something mysterious and creative; with every gesture he embodied the child and the feminine.

When all the tiny hairs on your body stand on end. When a feeling of pure beauty overwhelms your body and soul. One can try and describe this feeling (like I am now), but it comes no where near to what it actually feels like.

I've only ever found one moment like this in my entire life so far. Just one.