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Black marks on a page, you said,
how was that important?
You had discovered the writing
of the universe!

Five senses
somehow
woven in alchemies
beyond transformation,
after the gold,
long after.

All the finest
and most repellant
objects
of the senses
recognized,
in panoramic views
of unity.

Dolphins of the Mind

Brief moment of leaps
disporting among waves

medium of water,
medium of air,
pure play

So this is pure land

All dharma all the time

I heard a lama say
if you like
You could think oh, being 17
and all the music is rock and roll

In any event ...

mystical unions
of love and sacred space

eagle flies
lion roars

for a short while
blonds really do have more fun

In any event ...

pure land
path laid by kindness
love strength wisdom

no need to reinvent the wheel

Deer.

The Pleasures of Samsara

Listening to
Bodhisattva Morrison
Soft Parade

Milarepa danced with dakinis
and flew on tigers like
they were birds

maras mermaids, muses
glammers of glam
dakinis in drag.

Mandala

(credit)

At the beginning
I saw I had stumbled into
an inconceivably
beautiful garden,
and was received
by a holy master
who was already
in conversation with
another holy master.


And I knew
I was only in the
outlying garden,
on the perimeter,
that their laughter,
so precious and good-natured,
at the same time
spelled the journey
over obstacles
unimaginable.


Now I find myself on occasion,
consciously imagining the scene,
memory of beginnings,
memory of vast gifts
continually bringing light
to darkest corners
of samsara.

Beauty Spirit

She applies coral, pink, red,
to her lips and not
just color but smoothest
textures and glosses and
outlines in soft tinted
pencils

And so on with the face
the cheeks the eyes
the eyelashes and eyebrows

A pale reflection
of dakini splendor
as spark is to flame

Yet sincere,
and close to
enlightenment

In scent offerings
and color offerings
and offerings and offerings

Doom

So the meaning
is that even if
I'm feeling this is life
on Atlantis
about to drown

There still are
things to do.

I can write
a list in sounds
repeated to the
click of lotus seed
beads

Or turquoise, amethyst,
pink quartz, hematite,
bone in skull shapes,
carnelian, sandalwood.

Repeated and repeated
over and over again
like milk churned to butter

Vibrations of rainbow tone
through dullness and
dim, wild clingings
of aggression it is good

It is good through
all the shifting mood facets
and illusions,
can't stop the flow.