In the dialectic of object and subject, where sits narcissus? He is both object and subject. This seems to be like the taoist no-no of being double-weighted. A kind of cancelling out of energies so that change and flow is no longer possible. Unless, like narcissus, the gods take pity on you and turn you into a flower.
Dancing as object. Dancing as subject. Dancing as the beloved. Dancing to the beloved. All these ways of dancing offer possibilities for giving and taking. But it seems when you dance as Narcissus, imprisoned by your own beauty, all you inspire is pity.