This came up during ceremony, a letter from Shakti to me.
I am grit.
I am pure, raw energy.
I rage
I create
I pulse
I claw
I scream
I dig
I bury
I gestate
I birth
I howl
I taste
I hear.
All of the pleasure
All of the pain.
I see
I feel
I love
I orgasm
I desire
I burst
I pleasure
I fuck
I don’t give a fuck
I create
I mix
I alchemize
I magnetize.
I am one with nature
The dirt
The green.
I relish
I sweat
I am water
I am bones
I am preverbal
I have no language
I am raw, animal instinct
I follow my desire
fuel my intention
I AM YOU
YOU ARE ME
I AM NOT OUTSIDE YOU
I LIVE IN YOU
I SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES
TASTE THROUGH YOUR TONGUE
FEEL THROUGH YOUR SKIN
WE ARE ONE.
I climb, claw, ascend
Up from the Earth
Into you
You are my home
WE ARE ONE.
April Aronoff