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Poems by Inchiki
Dialogue at the Beginning of time
<i>Woman - </i> Here please accept this gift.
<i>Man - </i> What gift is this?
<i>Woman - </i> Why, your own existence of course!
<i>Man - </i> What should I do with it?
<i>Woman - </i> First you must become aware that you have it.
<i>Man - </i> Well I can hardly doubt my own existence!
<i>Woman - </i> Secondly you must appreciate that it is a gift.
<i>Man - </i> Consciousness = bliss
<i>Woman - </i> Thirdly you must realise that it was given to you by me.
<i>Man - </i> And who are you?
<i>Woman - </i> I am your gift.
