and then the hand suddenly lies in front of eyes
my I is my hand very clear five directions
moving anima moving why
is will and still not together
shadows manifold
even black is not black
i see coloums of light with my eyes
closed tracing the space
the environment and environment of touch
of being touched
what is connection
connection with pauses
pauses why
and feeding, digesting, tasting
also chewing
down
down beat
down town in my navel town
I like visiters
arriving spaces of flowers
yes city garden of shapeless forms and formless shapes
shades shying away
for not ever where were you there

repeat from the beginning and let your song appear.

revisiting to get to know better
revisiting to let you transform

it was avery inspiring expereance. Thank you so much!