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Inhabitant, Sisters Hope Home, Hedehusene, Denmark

Separate in reality The matter is with you You still feel it on your skin You feel it under your Skin It shows The weight of thoughts The energy they store Can memories live forever In the space between us? Does space dillute? Do the memories re-ignite? when the space…

Spreading Fire spread fire through my entire body.  Slowly and methodically burning my body,  while urging me to feed the flames with my own breath.  Leaving me as a pile of ashes from which a new self rose, stomping around in the ashes, eventually forming them into a question mark.…

With immense power, resistance dictates the energy exerted When resistance is too high, no energy will flow When resistance is lowered the only limits are the physical restraints When the initial resistance is too low the energy will shatter the physical In an explosion melting into and burning everything around…

Just like in dreams, we create when we are awake. We create love, we create suffering, we create death. We are the creators. With one movement I can go back to recreating thousands of years circle of my past lives Or I can opean my eyes, hear, feel, taste and…

how do you open those gates? in your eyes in your chest all of you in inhabitance you stay with me when just existing on my own in my own silence covering the rocks of time the children of you the wonders you invite showers of a heart a hand…

Having spent four days immersed in inhabitation, I have come away with a heightened awareness of the sensuous. I have collected ideas on how to weave into my life a range of techniques into the ‘everyday’. I also will keep forever the visions of what a fully sensuous world can…

Look at you. Look at the way you stand there, as a body in this universe. Waiting to enter the Sisters Home. Waiting just like me. To sense the unsensuous. The impossible dream. Waiting for the wonderful honesty. Look at that body. Look at this body. Capturing the YOU inside…

I am a traveller without a destination. I do not choose destinations. They present themselves to me. I am grateful to have arrived at Sisters Hope Home, a destination I could never have imagined, knowing in advance that I would never want to miss. As each destination carries the promise…

I found the vessel of time, broken at lastsand pouring out and filling meinfinity hours, seems like airair second containing infinitya treasure inside, mother of pearl shimmering in candle light just do what thou wilt, never doubtingthe choices made have given answersmy true will makes me gravitatetowards connection, pain and…