Searching under a tree for inspiration, as once a scientist got hit on the head... However, there was music playing this time, salsa to be exact. The brass caressed the body as the passing wind over the hills. The rhythm section seemingly felt like an army of insects, animals, carrying on their daily life, bringing food home, pleasently moving their spicies one event further from extinction...
Ok, in terms of feel we can only express the soul's emotions with physical attributes which we can all relate but have no meaning in the depths of love. For love is love and everything in the state of the soul can only be of love, to which the body reacts with different degrees of, as the ying and yang contain lots of some, and little of other, or the judeo-christian world claims a dualistic view of the same.
There is absolute silence found amidst a world of beats, the louder the music comes the stronger the silence becomes. The deeper the connection to that next, around, over, under you becomes. The body is absent yet can feel the infinity of the world the soul lives. The lightness of a winged member of the visible world becomes you. The body weight as much as it once felt the pull of gravity has yet to feel its physical pull the soul covers the area created by 2 dancing bodies. Nothing happens, yet everything is going on. The loud sound of noice understood as mambo, is the silence understood as the world of noice when one can not hear but everything is understood.
alone in that tree, meditating my way to the feels of the soul is but another reason why seing me in mambo and outside mambo always creates the same feeling. For it isn't mambo that is reaching to us, but the world inside us reaching to mambo. It has been called upon, and it has reacted. The bang of the apple on the head has waken an understanding that was always there but we knew nothing about. We have reached an euphoric feeling simply because we stopped thinking, and began feeling. The passion of dance... me and her... the two become what we are, one, the music just acting as the medium to a world of oneness.