Chaos is the natural dissolution of the structure. The tempo rises, the rhythms complexify, and the dancer must eventually either stop moving or release individual will and surrender. All elements collide and either fuse, change or disappear. Chaos is the dance of the white-water rapids roaring downstream, unstoppable and untameable. It is the dance of the dervish rag-doll making body-art. For those willing to jump off the edge, Chaos offers a wild ride into the Mystery, and through the keyhole into deeper knowing.