(((∞))) not what I was, nor what I became. innocence and naivety, taken by reality. like all of us, born to be reborn. ~ hsh © 081627 Soul Places - Enya "The River Sings" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iA9Q4vSSPxQ Sinéad O'Connor e Roger Waters - "Mother" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6rNEeGQJas&list=RDODIvONHPqpk&index=2 Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb? Mother, do you think they'll like this song? Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls? Ooooh, mother should I build...

(((∞))) For me, there is a tension between cosmological sequence and cultural framing. In Lakȟóta thought, hierarchy is not linear or patriarchal; it is relational and cyclical. Wakȟáŋ Tȟáŋka does not sit “above” Uŋčí Makhá — they coexist in sacred reciprocity. The Great Mystery is not a ruler but the breath within all things, and Grandmother Earth is the manifestation of that breath. eg: Wakȟáŋ Tȟáŋka, whose voice I hear in the wind. ~ hsh This presentation expresses a movement through time...

(((∞))) morning star divine is her requiem of the night nations and all their stars and planets blending into the dawn they were born to make real the greatest loving and longing her sheer atmospheric veil of floating water mist and clouds leaving her all but naked gifted by and to tease us, and our father sun with her perfect reflection the same but opposite twin-spirited lover gd’s begotten sun, and star daughter they were born to make real the greatest loving and longing to rise and...