Guest guest Posted May 20, 2004 Report Share Posted May 20, 2004 The moment I first remembered myself, it was a sight and sound affair, unencumbered and unenhanced by language; a communication that came from the hearts of the faces that hovered and quickened like time-lapsed skies moving above me. The moment I first remembered myself, myself didn't have a name, nor a condition or past reason for being. Lying like a blanket of stars between earth and God, between whatever's out there, inside whatever's in here, myself watched, watched in matched awe, without the languaged amiguity of it, equaled only by the joy that is. I without a name, in awe, was matched only by I without a name, in joy. Before the toys....The Toy-Giver grins most excellently. Smiling back, thwaappp! right back on heart-track, Beloved and Lover, and the only "other," lives and breathes our dram of dreams, as Mother, as Mother, Mother, Beloved Mother... I dreamed I knew you before I remembered myself. LoveAlways, Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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