She was speaking about some ritual. I decided to paint the word HOUSE. It glowed in the white light. My brother was there and I thought all this would be mine , the house , the valley, the lot. Sitting at a table was him. He was dressed in white. He was speaking to someone […]
All of us Are modes of dust Riding that sunbeam Regardless of who or what we think We are. We are dust particles In sunlight To the dust I say Keep moving To the Sun I say Stay .
I am Buddha come back in the form of a bottle To liberate all alcoholics from their demons My face is the face of the Traceless We will start with the sacred sake Making our way through the east With countless bodhisattvas wasted On the wine of freedom Afterwards we will fly To holy Mount […]
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