Guest guest Posted July 20, 2002 Report Share Posted July 20, 2002 Just before i rise and leave our bed, i hear every word You speak to me as intense dialogue of two meeting in the Heart, Awake while sleeping. ))))) When You rise and leave our bed, this dialogue continues. Even if we had a mind to stop we could not, since we are not what's speaking. Realizing this seems to add nothing, nor diminish anything. When we know, then we know. It's obvious immediately we are not the one who is ever going to know. This cracks us up, even in sleep. We wake up cracked up, cracked open. I reach for You when You come and sit by me, laughing softly: "Wake up, Honey -- It's time!" I say: "Baby, we were just having a wonderful chat!" Then You show me what You wrote. It is precisely the same dialogue, ofen word for word, and so we just keep laughing! Love can do stuff like this (nodding to the old Hafizling)! See, Baby -- we're cracking up right now! We are the sleep-walkers of a profound, a completely profound Mystery unfolding so boldly each night. )))) "Serene Passion" no longer seems such an odd pairing of words. To move harmoniously, all obstacles melting away of themselves, uniting all states in one deep tongue kiss, swirling us deeper into the abundance -- such phrases mean nothing. Let it all go. This is the gist of it, Darling. Is it not so? Cracked beyond God-Glue, obsidian black to primal blue, Formless swooning into form now swooning beyond either, Breathing one into the other, each nerve laced with "Shoo Bop, ShooBopShooBop, Shoo Bop...." we slide up into Your "Oh Baby, Oh God!" LoveAlways, Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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