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Lyrical Prose: ‘The Earth, The Body’; In Iceland Renouncing The ‘Good’ Girl
The glacier is the river and then it is the bay where the dolphins came in at the dock, and in that way the glacier is them too. Then it is the patches of deep green where the slopes of the mountains are too gradually inclined for the glacier to become stream, so the glacier…
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Lyrical Prose & Untamed Musing: ‘To Love is To Let Be’, ‘3:44am in Iceland’
-To Love is To Let Be- There is an unruly and wild horse within us, and I want you to keep yours running into the horizons you are in love with, grazing through the miles of swaying ground that love you back, flying and alive. The traces of playfulness and charm in your words and…
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How to Create Your Own Religion:
Invite. Observe the ecstatic moments that occur in your body throughout life, taking note of the details, and without discriminating against their form–welcome in these customized pleasure wavelengths as they are, and pursue them. Be pulled by what gives your spine, your feet, your wrists, your ears The Surge of Delight. Call upon the names…
Invocations, Love Letters, Perlocutionary Acts 