Energy Jizms the Body of Life
Art by Norman E. Masters
Scars: borderland between this world and the other. Bodies remember well, remember much each member takes into itself into flesh & blood, into bone & sinew that of the event, of the meeting which is memorable. I have yet to see a body without at least one scar. Children of Eve carry the mark, the umbilical scar [we all belong to the club which wears a belly button.] High erotics around this belly button children, words & semen flow out of more well publicized openings sacred chi, the power of the most high flows out from here. Sacred fire marks hearth of the home navel of the body. Each of us, a shard of your great cup each holds out a bit of the whole [no pleroma, but that all the fragments be gathered.] I, in my brokenness walk among brothers in their brokenness. How else would I know you, in your brokenness?