If everything was a Dream
Hello Reader,
I have just done my meditation and came directly to my place to write these words to you...
My record player is singing nice old mellow tunes...making the air full of nostalgia
the song goes like a tavern song "greek/turkish", one big note than a stop and then again
lyrics tell in rough translation "my best friends are my booze and cigarettes', even they would leave me when I don't have the money..." or lyrics for an old love....
the male voice like "Alain Delone", high toned but velvety...
good music...is here and some snacks accompanied by modern filtered Sumerian booze
As you get accustomed to the routine of this blog
we will be celebrating our beloved Inanna and her majestic present to humankind today...
There is no need to remind you that today is her day! Since the ancient times...
Today is the day of Love...day of Inanna and known with the name of one of her reincarnations "Frigga"
today we will offer our humble gifts to her a poem and a recycled nude...
sail towards infinite unprobable horizon of your present
bite her white long neck, hiding beneath long treacherous silky hair
like an excited hungry kid experiencing the joy of candy for the first time
kiss her fertile bosom and make passionate love with her past and future
take her clothes off layer by layer each blossoming light and darkness of will
King H. Ironson
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