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i used to sit
up straight for
hours with my head
tilted down towards
the ground, and i plan
to again... just
taking some time
to let reminders
emerge as to why
a person would do
such a thing.

there's one, and
another. i keep
falling in love
with the same
person, because
she is never
the same
person.

but she is always
jewish, what's thatabout

blueberry mudpuddles;
this world is too vivid
for non-alcoholics.

look at the wasps,
and the tar with
the leaves
wrapped

in it. i played
my heart out a
few times, you
can't do

something like
that perpetually
i figured out.

the copy of

"how to win
friends and
influence
people" by

dale carnegie
that you left
on my coffee
table after

being thrown
out of my house
for being an

asshole is
ironic.

master, for the benefit
of whom do you teach? huang po
says the sentient being is no
different than buddha, than
dharmakaya,

but that it seeks for self
outside of itself, with itself.

but true self is not greater
or lesser for manifesting as
buddha or the myriad things,
so what is a teaching for
and who is taught?

when has anything
ever happened at any
time other than now?

when will anything
ever happen at any
time other than now?

this is exactly
when everything happens.

when you die, it will
happen right now.

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