if it is about knowing something ancient. something reborn. something old, very old, it is known well by me.
if it is about unlearning and relearning what you once must have known-forgot-then got to know again, and remember, deep in your
heart and soul- this is what i remember from the ancient, from times i was not born yet- yet i was dead already thousands of years ago,
there are ‘girls’ girls, ‘ boys’ girls but i am a creature girl
there are ‘girls’ boys ‘boys’ boys but the wise is a creature boy
it was child a journey, my tears for fur-passed in mourning.
we were fish hunting
when i was struck by the eagle rock
with them rams and bulls flesh living
it’s mind solid
your majestic revelation
