We are the ones with hearts of thunder still, limbs of lighting.
We will not settle for easy answers.
We will stay close to the throb and pulse of life, the pounding and the shaking of it, the thunder and the light.
We will break ourselves daily on the altar of experience, broken to pieces for love, broken and penetrated and broken over and over again relentlessly, ceaselessly, caught up in this erotic union until exhaustion, until the climax of more opening, always opening, non-stop entering and being entered, flooding and being flooded, with such power, with such pleasure, pain, bliss, melancholy, in an ecstatic dance of nearness and separation, love and longing, shadow and sun.
Prior to our clever philosophies, prior to the machines, prior to the Earth itself, let us meet here, in utter bewilderment that we exist, that we exist at all. Yes, my love, they can medicate us, call us uncivilized, lock us up, but they cannot take away our wildness, cannot break our devotion to a burning world!
~Jeff Foster
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