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the invisible giant so who is she? she is the sleeping Goddess why does she sleep? when will she wake up? is she waiting for her Prince to battle the darkness and come and kiss her where she lies? oh, yes, this is what she waits for this is what the Goddess does and we who participate by accident of birth and our Xchromosomes
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inevitably it sang to her from another dimension intimations of immortality? no. intimations of future intimacy. love was a long and complicated decision to participate a "willingness" as Alistair had insisted, to dive into the meaning you can make with another person but how, how, how, Alistair, did your willingness change to disillusion, incomprehension, terror, and worst, unwillingness temporary insanity, she had assumed, it was just a temporary thing. the way he loved me will come back we will cycle through it again why do these enlightened ones deny and denigrate romance and the possibilities inherent in gender entanglements? ok, part of it is their disdain for the physical mud is mud ok, that's part of it, that's a well known part of it the silent one the sacrificed invisible presence which supports and promotes and in fact is responsible for generating life |
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