The key to the Love Circus of the World: the letting through into the mystic

 

"The membrane gone, the concepts gone, to be are some plain heavy stones."

but first water

first rain

and dogs

"Just outside my window I hear the late September dogs
And I understand their warning I understand their song

...
I shout to the sky please

Come on let it rain
Let it rain down on me
Let the rain touch my hands
Let the rain set me free
Let it rain down on me

... 

Silence is the steel that pierces and cuts me to the bone

...

Just inside the distance I here the late September dogs
And so I beg for sleep the child who walked before she crawled

Damn my soul that remembers and clutches to this pain

The spear in your side is me

Come on let it rain"

first water

first rain

and hope

"Let it rain
As I walk these streets unknown
To no one named
Not even myself

...

Let it go
No mother, no father, no home

...

Let it rain
let it flood these streets, wash me away

...

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

the letting out

the raining through

into the mystic

all

LOVE

is possible

"The open human: after rain. Membrane gone - everything hurts
blistering green, stinging glitter, fiery clear

burning skin.

Everything exposed, everything without mediation."

"Then magnificently we will float..."