Brittle woman empty of gods, singing without tears Trudging deeper into the schizophrenic dream Abandoned to infinity, you are shattered and bondless The vision is your waking nightmare, you flee from Chaos, the asymmetry of time and form, the utter Randomness of light, the thousand-foot wave Brittle woman barren and sad, it's time for you to fall Come fall with me into the dark, for I am the destroyer Mother, lover, knower of the ten thousand meanings Of life and dreams and resurrection, come lie with me In darkness, home of ecstasy and chaos For here all things are whole and centerless Here is fullness and warm wetness the fragrant openings Of womb to life, the bridge between despair and heaven The pulse and rise of the wave For the end of infinity shall pour from your breasts And your heart rend apart in the bloody birth, An arc of being split open from the dream of time. © 1990 J.L.Stanley

Resurrection of Eve                                            'Don't stand with your back to the wave' - last words to a daughter