I made you some tea. You want some breakfast?
What is it?
Nothing.
What?
Nothing.
I'll be right back.
Wait.
I have something for you.
Eros, go. Eros, Greek. Love manifested in the blind full of organs. Same as?
Comma, Hindu. Same as desire, the smart signal of the life wish.
The life wish is?
Same as the death wish. There is no life wish without the death wish.
How?
When I was a boy,
much younger than you are now,
we lived on a farm. We had everything. Chickens, bulls,
sheep, cattle. Every
spring, so much birth.
I remember my teacher from those years. With every new birth, I would race in.
Teacher. Teacher, I'd say. There's a new hatchling, a kid. She would light up at
those excitements, but she was a towns woman. She was severed from the way of
life. When we are severed, we forget. We think we must grow, grow, grow with no
loss or worse, hold on tightly, preserve.
Where there is much creation, there's necessarily much destruction.
Where does creation come from but that? We do not beat the bookends.
Life succeeds at the expense of life. So when I ran to her with the news of
what was lost, she hardened to me. She judged those early debts. The pigs one
year in the flood, the hens to the fox, the cattle to the butcher. Where did she
know them? Her dog was neutered and acquired in store. Modernity wants to
package the parts and keep us safe. Separation is dangerous.
The psyche spins and spins looking for grounding. Arrows, comma, desire, these
are the affirmation of the life wish. The life wish is a radical acceptance of
life in which death does not extricate. The life wish says, yes, this. Yes, in
spite of it. Yes, to all of it. To the whole creation of our life and every
death and destruction we cross until we meet our final Yes.
Yes to this moment. We die to who we were to be born again. So you have to ask
yourself at the first intended knocks of true desire.
Will you accept that call radically of all of this intended suffering?
Or will you stay stuck, separate, refusing your part in the very drama that
you've come to play.
It's time to get going. You'll be late for your next tour.
Wait.
Oh, right there. Oh, There it goes.
Right there. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes, please.
Fuck. It's so deep.
I'm grizzy on you.
Oh, yes, right there.
Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck.
Oh, it's so fucking good.
Fuck.
Oh, it's so deep.
Fucking love it.
Every
Oh, inch.