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Whale

It closes behind me, yet the hum of sound still penetrates the walls of the Sun, though it quickly fades as I slowly move away. I have spent a turbulent time in parallel. In poesis, sympoesis, together-poetry. In (non)sense-making, sensing, sensuality and sensitivity. And I treasure the memories. Of the first entry, in early spring, of the questions leading to a story, a story defining the inside of me. Questions…

Post-Existing

Leaving the sun, is like leaving a warm fireplace, letting go of an embrace from an old friend or maybe even exiting the womb from where all life have its entry point. I leave with my glittering sneakers in one hand, soft pink fluffy llama notebook in the other and my eyes fixed on the first of two red doors you have to open, before natural sunlight will hit my…

We Who Ask

I had a dream the other night about a stone talking to me. I was at a beach with a lot of stones. I picked up one, and it asked me “what species are you?”. (not with words, but anyways, like talking) I was surprised, but the stone explained that it was the first time it had an encounter with something like me. It had encountered many species and spirits…

Vivid eyes

Dearest poetic pure minds of the sun Like looking at the same moon  me me me me massage your solar plexus now with me . I’ve read that choosing the unknown is always the right choice , even if it doesn’t appear to give the best result . I think it’s because the result remain somewhat in the unknown co co co co courage  In a thousand years  we are…

Alone together meetings

Dear students of the sun All of you can meet me here but at different times . I would like to meet The Rose and The Mouse first at · infinity air crescent moon and the other at · infinity infinity . ( The Mouse : if you have your Goddess dress ( only the fabric ) or some of it , please bring it with you ) The Tide…

Sun unions with Dramaturg

Dear students in the sun I’m looking forward , feeling upwards to seeing you very soon I’m so excited it’s hard to contain in my body . I’m longing to see and get lost in your eyes , but I’ll try to save it for a special moment . I hope you don’t feel my covered eyes as a distance between us . I’m seeking the intimacy in the bodily…

Her Porcelain Spirit

A moment of silence, breath eye contact, clay contact.. Two magic days… The Tide helped me to cray The rose show me the master in transformation The Spreding fires aura was so blue The Mouse enter the bathroom with all the complex energi from the outside and left the room calm and more grounded. The Goddess asked me about the moon, the moon is Augustine, Augustine is my guide to…

Sing, dance, Resist- Renew

So many layers of reality co-exist in this world We have met, even if we haven’t been able to touch each other bodies. We have been whispering and screaming at each other ears, even without feeling the warmth of our breath. We have had taken a look into a secret of each one heart, through the eyes, through the words, the silence, remembering the smell of the fire flames, the…

MANIFESTATIONS

Moon Rose

(I want to grow in you and you in me) “She lives in the deep oak forest, in the holy moon cave; from here she protects and heals all life. Diana, the wild primordial woman, soul of the forest, she is the hunter. She is the darkness. She is the savage. She is the deep moon seat of the Earth. She is queen of the witches.” . I bathed and…