Ancient though she is, she is not the first parent to flow on this pebble.
She is, however, the one who showed us how to live.
His fiery frustrations, held in by the hard scabs of rock on which we walk - the magma blood of the mountain sire - become violent and visible through cracks in his self-creating casing.

On the spreading seafloor and expanding shorelines, they join and their union is the coitus of all creation.
She dissolves his mineral geology into the flow of all vitality until those energetic expressions subduct to the material source once again.
She ascends to heights greater than he could ever aspire to
And he rules the hot dark depths.
She rises and becomes one with the wind, traversing the wide surface of the world. Cooling his passions while we jump on his belly.

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