Saturday, November 7, 2009

Don't Look At Me

You could not comprehend,
understand, or fathom me ...
I am perfect and have no pain...
your eyes have no right to see.

1974

Friday, November 6, 2009

Flat On My Face

I needed something after that bitch-slap
Mother Earth gave me…walked in to my
landlady’s, blood streaming from my face,
said: “I think it’s time we had a drink, and
got to know each other.” That broke the ice.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Dogs Like My Place

They like to crap around it…
I must make them feel relaxed.
I had a girl friend like that once…
when she came to visit, she would
grab a shovel, say: “I don’t know
what it is.” and go outside and dig
a hole in the ground. It didn’t mean
the sex was any good…you can’t fool
the body.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Koan

"What is the answer to no question?"

Testimonial

I'm one of the luckiest people in the universe...met
a maha siddha when I was 23....in the USA...not a place
known for maha siddhas, then or since. That I would know
that Buddhism was what I wanted to do with my life was
itself a miracle...and there were more that I don't
talk about with people...

Now I'm in Mexico with enough money for the
foreseeable future...my only task/joy is to keep practicing
....listen to the raindrops on my corrugated plastic roof....
drink rum and pina,...why I even care what's happening
in Shambhala International, I don't know...
the less I care, the more I feel I've progressed.

It's simple, really....really, it's more and more simple.
How could I have regrets at the time of death? I did the
right thing that many people got scared of and ran away
to normalcy....so beautiful....

Sunday, November 1, 2009

The Last Meal My Mother Ate Was Raw Meat

She hadn’t eaten for two weeks…
but when it came time to die,
she was hungry.

...my chips dissolve

...my chips dissolve in the heat haze of alcohol,
peace, pot, non-meditation,
and realizing that I have not entirely wasted my life.