smoke rise sutra

That is the beauty of illusory Time: in any given moment your only obligation is to that moment-- anything else that will happen or that has happened is all a part of the illusion. BOM BOM MAHADEV.  

In This Deep Slumber

In this deep slumber before the big sleep   Oxygen tubes sing monotonous sonatas to no one   Here have this morphine you won't feel a thing don't know what you think of it all if you think at all blink once for yes   Last words rattled days ago Pastor at the door with... Continue Reading →

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