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Henge Book #18
That is how we define the experience - the
feeling of being able to touch an intimate entity
hidden in matter, of recognizing it as our own, of
understanding its secrets, in infinite bundles of
energy that run through us and in all directions.
It is as if the smallest shape of the universe
can’t be reduced to a single point. Instead, it is
what lies between that tiny point and the others
and the connections that exist between them.
We dance a dance of bodies to the rhythm
of the mystery of life, connected to a single soul
for whom we try to find a name. A vibration that
resounds among the knots of the wood, between
the nuances of a stone, between the reflections of
a metal and the breath of one’s skin.
A DANCE
OF LIVING BODIES
