There is a kind of thinking which keeps life separate from itself,
a decaying thinking, that enslaves you

                You know exactly what I mean.

That ordinary innocuous little trance that your thoughts spin around the current circumstance, like a ritual for dead life that keeps you
circling
around
and around
yourself in
endless disconnection.

That is not what you want. Is it?
Drop it! Turn away from it!
Don't believe its empty resolution.

Come here, yes.. through the hidden doorway just behind all of this nonsense thinking

Enter into the feeling, descend along your sensation, penetrate your tension, your discomfort, open YOUR body to itself!

Feel, taste, smell, see, touch, hear the strands and whispers and the texture of life's intelligence.

Taste your life now!

You will drink from her source, bathe in her and comb your hair with her fingers of darkness and thought will come again from this invisible love making and shape a dance, a poem... a shout full of her vibrate silence..

And words will arise, dripping her light and you will cup them in your hands and give it to your thirsting friends... all around....