Our story has already begun. You might know it, too.
The most fascinating thought of all as I am sitting here writing to you is…
actually you might know much more about US than I do
Fill my holes.
Come!
Yes, I can see myself clearly… walking with my suitcase through the dark forest.
The birds. Do you know how they sound at 2 a.m. ?
at 4 a.m. ?
when such nature surrounds me sometimes and it sounds ~ smells ~ looks, I extend instantly. The first feeling is usually pleasure and pain – and it becomes hard to distinguish what is what: as if Gross Energy inside did not have enough room in my heart and stomach.
Same when I make love and there is “beyondness”, Gross Energy accumulates.
So…
I will be walking alone through the dark forest in the middle of the night, carrying a heavy suitcase.
Then I will be in a train – this time World passing in front of my eyes, we change roles…
Then I will reach Your Forest. It’s swampy, I remember. And I’ll collect something there. Something I left behind last year in Ryslinge.
… then I will step into the Sun.
And we’ll gradually be filling ghostly spaces of the Now-to-be with our interacting bodies.
And no, I am not turning from Seas to Forests. It’s just another kind of horse.
with love,
(w)Hole