My first mother was my mother’s breast
Posted by lales petros in 2018, At the point of a meeting
When I first tasted the milk from my mother’s breast, I met the pleasure of being alive. Then when I got stronger and, my body could extend and reach beyond my known limits, I let my mother’s breast to look for other beings to taste.
And later when my feet felt powerful enough to stand and walk outside the front door from the coolness of the house to the warmness of my sun, I looked around and realized that everything was a mother’s breast[1].
[1] Mother: Like Eros, Mother is an independent being that offers its body for feeding your independence.
16 Sep 2018
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