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"I'll be waiting for you
Here inside my heart
I'm the one who wants to love you more
You will see I can give you
Everything you need
Let me be the one to love you more"
"See me as if you never knew
Hold me so you can't let go
Just believe in me
I will make you see
All the things that your heart needs to know"
:: entering into healing tent.. smile and bow to
those gathered.. Sweet Apryl, heart is rich and f
ull to witness Thy devotion... shyangel, dear
sister of heart, May Heaven Bless Thy special
love and understanding in these times....
Topaz, darling child of love's gift of happiness!
Blessed are We to know Thee...MSR- San, such
depth of feeling contributes to Our very foundation!
::bends in respect::: tis this one's pleasure to serve!
Ms. CyndiBlues, enriching Us with melodies of the soul!
E2ksj3 - Thy hopeful view of tomorrow feed Us deeply!
we gather all signs of the time past.. bundle for
cleansing... several lift hanging sides of tent ...
sweeping, singing...
:: all take action... burning sage, juniper, eucalyptus...
sprinkling holy waters... ringing bells, murmuring prayers....
A woman arrives covered in veils... she bows to all ...
at her gesture, a new bed is brought forth,
placed in central position... helpful hands prepare it...
The Nightingales Sing - Tri Bulbula Peiat - Trio Bulgarka
:: bright cloths are hung from tent poles...soft breezes ripples the
rainbow... thoughts turn again and again to the men and Sir MMC
... loving streams of care fly.... hands press to hearts... lift and
release... May Heaven Guide Those Who Care for Mr. MMC!
Part 2 The Moon Respresents My Heart ... Douhi Aliya
::all look about and are pleased with the results of efforts...
many settle to keep vigil... some bend in reverence to the freshly
prepared space... smiles and bows all round... as some walkers
take to the trail... song floats through the aire...
You ask me how deep my love for you is, How much I really love you… My affection is real.
My love is real. The moon represents my heart.
Just one soft kiss is enough to move my heart.
A period of time when our affection was deep, Has made me miss you until now.
You ask me how deep my love for you is, How much I really love you.
Go think about it.
Go and have a look at the moon The moon represents my heart.
:: moving to embrace the night... sending chants
of deep support for Mr. G, Rook, Jim and others
who have the care of Sir in their hands...
Bless Them Heaven for They Answer to Love!
:looks at the controllable construct created by our efforts... a cage, exposed on all sides, made of logs, twigs, branches that can switch, change ... symbolize MMC's present state:
...strengthened by the women's care, MMC is now ready to confront his love, a love that might be dying away...
:at my signal, the men gently lower him into the dug-out structure too deep for him to climb out but large enough for MMC to safely rage in:
:groups of men participate in the dance around the pit... singing to encourage within his soul his own expression of animal rage... animal tears... animal death... animal redemption ... rebirth:
Metallica - Mama Said & Radiohead - How to Disappear Completely
... flow between consciousness of being carried and
otherworldly scenes... hellish visions and heavenly
tenderness...
wishes to protect tenderness from the destructive
cruelty within me... a trap animal... a man capable
of forgiveness...? ... Oh America! How I loved you
woman! You... my mother... my wife...
(how do I honour the incredible beauty of my thread
family here? ... So tender each and everyone of you...
new members and old... Forgive my silence if just
a little while longer... I am glad to be understood...)
::: draws a hand over brow ::: forgive ... tis is music and music
it shall stay... mention only in that Sir music reflects ...
truth. If music become reflective of that truth... do we mention
it or stay silent... a careful walk all must take Our Native Son...
::: continue chores at hand then join Gerania at the campfire :::
Quote:
Originally Posted by Gerania
Have something to do...
It is the most important job
::: whispers softly ::: shall watch it together Dear Gerania... together...
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Closer to the Heart - Rush
Part 1 The Nightingales Sing ... Tugchi-Hodoo ... Amrikhudo
