Wednesday, July 5, 2006

Sore Gum Throat Tongue



For my first and last.
I celebrated and condemned.
I am a sinner and saint.
I am a wife and a virgin.
I am a mother and daughter.
I am an armful of her mother.
barren and I have countless children.
I am happily married and unmarried.
I'm the one who gives birth to life, and has never been fruitful.
I comfort women labor pain.
am a woman and man.
My husband made me.
I am the mother of his father.
I nurse her husband.
He is my son accidentally.
Be always in awe of me,
shame because I also treasure.
Hymn of the goddess Isis (Nag Hammadi)
Love is a wild force. When you try to domesticate and destroy us. When you try captured and enslave us. When you try to understand, leaves us helpless and confused.
Once a person afford to appear true love, so be good to change things in an orderly chaos and destabilize everything that we consider for sure and true. And the world will be a real man know when it's love, until then we live in the conviction that love knows, but we do not have the courage to face its own, it is.

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