something like a manifesto

From: "Beverley R. White" <wednsday@tezcat.com>
Date: Tue, 22 Aug 1995 02:46:59 -0500 (CDT)


Beverley Robyn White, you've just destroyed your entire mystique,
changed your religion, broken your heart over impossible things
several times over, and ceased to be the expected in one fell swoop!
What are you going to do next??

....

What?

Why?

Why? Too broad. Specify.

Why quest? To find and find again, then to find once more, then to 
evermore find.

I am Beverley. Once, in a darkened time, I was Wednesday. I am still 
that girl; the darkness now casts shadow on the light and, in doing so,
brings depth as light brings depth to the darkness. The first step 
was the finding of the I and the hearing of the I Am.

I am creature. Mind. Heart. Soul. Rain. Water. Light. Shadow. Green. Silver. 
Black. Indigo. Girl. Woman. Spirit. Soul. Heart. Mind. Body. More. Less. 
None. All.

Music.

I am ever now and evermore, that there may no longer be then.

I am here. There. All places. None. I am the elf in the trees. I am the
mermaid of your peach. I am the water's wash of flame's desire. See my
quest in the words you hear, in the songs of the candle, in the wail of
the chinook. in the thunder, in the rain, in the sky. Understand; 
in lightning there is wisdom, though none that you can catch.

I change. I speak of change. I speak of remaining. I speak. I change 
how I speak. I speak how I change. I speak when I change. 

I wish to snatch a moment in the firelight, a moment warm and dancing.

I wish. More than anything. I wish.

I seek love, though it may not exist.