Let Yourself Be Free

Evolution from the Fish This grandson of fishes holds inside him A hundred thousand small black stones. This nephew of snails, six feet long, lies naked on a bed With a smiling woman, his head throws off light Under marble, he is moving toward his own life Like fur, walking. And when the frost comes, he is Fur, mammoth fur, growing longer And silkier, passing the woman's dormitory, Kissing a stomach, leaning against a pillar, he moves toward the animal, the animal with furry head! What a joy to smell the flesh of a new child! Like new grass! And this long man with the student girl, Coffee cups, her pale waist, the spirit moving around them, Moves, dragging a great tail into the darkness. In the dark we blaze up, drawing pictures Of spiny fish, we throw off the white stones! Serpents rise from the ocean floor with spiral motions, A man goes inside a jewel, and sleeps. Do Not hold my hands down! Let me raise them! A fire is passing up through the soles of my feet! — Robert Bly Cynthia's Site, Insta Mentions: Okay Donkey Psaltery & Lyre Good people doing good things ---> Random Acts' Lantern Fund, How to Help MN Master List , How to Perform an Act of Kindness Locally Food Not Bombs, INARA, MAP, Islamic Relief for Palestine, The Ghassan Abu Sittah Children's Fund Legacy of War Foundation UNHCR, *I own and profit off nothing in this bizarre hubristic venture. It is a vehicle for expression, education, and artistic play (probably a little bit of a humiliation kink too if we're being honest here lol). **Hey hey, btw, all those do gooders I link to? They have no idea who I am and have nothing to do with me (and I like it that way). I just think they're neat. ***My sounds and music comes from Epidemic Sound. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.