When.. When.. When...

When I Had nothing to loose, I had everything.
When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.
When I experience humiliation and total submission, I was free.
I dont know if I'm ill, if it was all a dream, or if it only happens once.

I know that I can perfectly well live without it, but I would like to do it again, to repeat the experience, to go still further.

When I am sitting at the door of a tavern,
I, Ishtar, the goddess,
Am prostitute, mother, wife, divinity.

I am what people call life,
Although you call it death.

I am what people call Law,
Although you call it Delinguency.

I am what you seek,
And what you find.

I am what you scattered,
And the pieces you now gather up.

_Eleven Minutes_