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Seeing in the dark
Blind - dark - I dare to dive into the unknown, without any idea of what awaits me. I allow the images that appear within me.
A harsh sting: "Are you sure? Do you really want to see in the dark?"
And already I am trapped, let myself be drawn into a tart, spicy corridor whose walls are hard and dry. The air is dusty. The corridor leads downwards. Dry earth surrounds me. Then a room opens up. The walls are covered in leather. The floor beneath my bare feet is cool earth. I am very still and can hear the leather breathing. My hands carefully stroke the moving leather. It becomes thinner, rising and falling with each breath. My fingers feel their way forward.
Suddenly my perception shifts and it is skin. My skin? Where am I? Do I want to go further? There is no turning back. The brief hesitation is absorbed by the desire to see... tenderness is the answer! I let her take me further, with her tender embrace and caress. And suddenly it becomes light. I am standing at the foot of a huge tree without bark. Raw, reddish-brown wood. My eyes wander up the trunk. My hands feel the tender touch of skin against skin. My perception alternates faster and faster between the intensely fragrant wood and the tenderly caressing skin. Then, far above, a scream! The trunk breaks and the wood splinters. Tightly wrapped in tenderness, I see the upper part of the trunk bend and reveal the inside of the tree. Like a crown, the splinters of wood reach up into the dark sky. I see the tree in its majestic beauty.
Only now do I notice the inner clarity and calm in the whole event. I close my eyes and stay - for a long time.
Many thanks to Can for this extraordinary fragrance!
A harsh sting: "Are you sure? Do you really want to see in the dark?"
And already I am trapped, let myself be drawn into a tart, spicy corridor whose walls are hard and dry. The air is dusty. The corridor leads downwards. Dry earth surrounds me. Then a room opens up. The walls are covered in leather. The floor beneath my bare feet is cool earth. I am very still and can hear the leather breathing. My hands carefully stroke the moving leather. It becomes thinner, rising and falling with each breath. My fingers feel their way forward.
Suddenly my perception shifts and it is skin. My skin? Where am I? Do I want to go further? There is no turning back. The brief hesitation is absorbed by the desire to see... tenderness is the answer! I let her take me further, with her tender embrace and caress. And suddenly it becomes light. I am standing at the foot of a huge tree without bark. Raw, reddish-brown wood. My eyes wander up the trunk. My hands feel the tender touch of skin against skin. My perception alternates faster and faster between the intensely fragrant wood and the tenderly caressing skin. Then, far above, a scream! The trunk breaks and the wood splinters. Tightly wrapped in tenderness, I see the upper part of the trunk bend and reveal the inside of the tree. Like a crown, the splinters of wood reach up into the dark sky. I see the tree in its majestic beauty.
Only now do I notice the inner clarity and calm in the whole event. I close my eyes and stay - for a long time.
Many thanks to Can for this extraordinary fragrance!
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