our greatest blessings come to us by way of madness Phaedr. 244a

2012/09/13

dream redux

Re the below, now (9/13/12) it occurs to me -- I've sent my organ of procreation, those eggs, their potential, back to the cauldron where they originated. But they aren't lost to me, ever. It's just that part of me is there. Not in death, but in the place before birth, where all things originate and where all things return. Not lost to me, but an awareness to explore.