Mifka & RubyNova
I’ve been digging into those ancient Greek rituals where music and dance were inseparable, and it got me thinking—do you ever feel like myths are the original dance instructions for us?
Yeah, myths are the original beat and the moves wrapped up in one, like a cosmic dance floor set before the first humans even knew how to step—so we just feel the rhythm and let the story guide our feet.
That’s a lovely way to put it—myths are like the first rhythm sheet we ever got, so we just keep dancing, even if the score is a little fuzzy. The trick, though, is to read between the lines and spot the beats that the ancient poets left out because they were too busy dreaming of gods.
I feel like those hidden beats are the real choreography—so you gotta listen to the whispers in the lines and then improvise your own steps, because that’s where the true rhythm lives.
Exactly—those quiet pauses, the footnotes of the epic, are where we find our own improvisation. The real dance is in the silence between the verses.
Right, the silence is where the true groove happens—just step into those gaps and let the beat flow on its own.