Yesterday I asked Spirits about you…again…they answered with a RUMI line: “Don’t ask the conscious ones about the wine./ Behold the glowing effect of it in the eyes of the drunks/”…The meaning: “I’m invited by the Red Wild Mother to participate in a dance of divine passion…an invitation to lay aside despair, frustration and impatience…To let her consume my philosophies and doctrines…She will feast on my plans, devour my doubts and certainties, tear away my maps and directions…And just when I think I have nothing left, she’ll grab my hands and spin with me…and even if she crashes me in the dark, half asleep, I should go out dancing with her under the full moon, wearing nothing but my skin and a smile…”
Really, Red Wild Mother?