I grow aware of various forms of man and of myself. I am form and I am formless, I am life and I am matter, mortal and immortal. I am one and many -- myself and humanity in flux.
If you want to dance on a bar top, some of us will fall off the bar top. Some people will die as a result of liberalising bar top dancing. . . a young girl with a short skirt dancing on it may attract some insults from some other men, the boyfriend will start fighting and some people will die.