The great CAROLYN CARLSON used to say:
" And your muscles that stretch,
And the sweat trickling down your back,
Also take part in this rite
Between Bacchanal and No
In this barren place,
Your body screams,
You write your body."

Such efforts to give the audience the contemplation of the dance, in a stellar sphere! Isn't it, in essence, the search for a climax that will splash the spectator, after all those years of lonely suffering and muscular pains?
My endless dissatisfaction will make me work on and on until I can decipher the supernatural that leads the world of dancing.