Fire is like rust! I think about that, and about how fire is like this pure hot intense flare up of the life force inside something, sped up so fat it is explosive, and once it's over, everything (the essence of the object) has been sucked out and used up and all that is left is ash...
I'm a fire dancer, and I grew up in a region where there are HUGE wildland fires every year, so it's always been an awe inspiring part of my reality. How fire can just erase life and everything in it's path.
I really love watching fire dancing, I think it is amazing what you can do. I was taught a little bit one night when two performed for our youth group, it is really difficult.
I enjoy the symbolism of fire, it represents the end of life, but it also represents life it's self. It is quite the paradox.
Precisely.