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The Sacred Sexual Artistic Womb
That which is the source of all erotic pleasure is also the concave of human despair. We bring forth sacred life and then, refuse to let go of our artistic creations. All creative endeavors are hallowed and bring forth with them the sovereign right to be free of our self-imposed condemnations, opinions, criticisms, and self-vested ideas of what ‘they should or should not be, do or have become.’ Release what you create in celebrated joy so that it may live uproariously!
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Formal Introduction
Hello. Glad to make your acquaintance. I’ve been waiting to meet you for such a long long time.{almost too long; seems a little awkward, now}. But you know how it goes; you mean well but one thing leads to another and another… So many things always get in the way of our good intentions. I just felt like we needed a formal introduction, don”t you? Why let silly things like; ideas, assumptions,beliefs, habits, expectations, labels, and of, course; motivating desire for benefit ruin it for us? I just know we’re going to be really great friends(probably lasting a lifetime, or more) So, how has life been treating you? I’ve been good. Kids are fine, well and happy. Yours? It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to be so open with someone as receptive, caring ,interested, accepting and non-judgmental as you are. Refreshing. Well, I guess I’d better wrap it up for now. Take care.
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Forced Release
We do what we can to hide the truth from ourselves. Why? Because we do not want to change our minds! We are so lazy and prefer to ride the donkey of unimpeded sloth to its gross demise. Disgusting. But, try as we will, the descent is ever present for a clearer observation. Understanding means to ‘stand under’ the matter. Getting another perspective involves shifting gears into a completely different mental framework. No one can hide from the essence of spectacular destiny contained within. Grotesque as some of the emerging images may be, they are none the less pertinent for the hour of decision. WE must eventually face what we refuse to see. Transformation blatantly happens of itself!
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If Walls Could Sing
One’s life ends in a pile of ashes or worn out boards. To honor that which is no longer appealing is a magnanimously inspiring gift life endows us with unceasingly.
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