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Nobody is going to save us, of this i know.
Sometimes it must be nice to have a god
Maybe i'll make one up, nah it's already been done.
And they say she doesn't answer the phone.
So many have died in her name
Yet the angels continue to sing, i believe , but not for me.
What do they use to keep their wings white, bleach?
I'll have to ask Travolta.
Tired again, occupational hazard being a human
Hunger too, things go poorly without food for the old animal,
Our beast of burden for thoughts and emotion.
How can it carry such a load every day, and we wonder why our neck hurts after work.
Reminds of the Zen master who ask a monk, "Who is it that carries your corpse around ?"
And bye gum the monk got it.
Emptiness is bliss and so is ignorance,
But they both can't be , probably some relative- worlder came up with the ignorance bit.
That's all they know really and doesn't the heart bleed for them?
Is that why your heart is always bleeding in the pictures Jesus
Or does the Father just like bleeding, he set up the cross and all
And look what he's done to the holy ghost, can't even see him
Maybe she's really Christian emptiness, hmm?
Energy coming back slowly, much better than too fast, then it's on the rotisserie
Not a bad metaphor for samsara or the hell realm for that matter.
They say vajra hell is the worst, pervert the vajrayana teachings and it's down the chute, hot, hot , hot
Like Vegas i guess, all you want all the time, life in the fast lane and you can't get off.
Sun was out, warming the cockles of my heart, i think they're shells, cockle shells?
Why would they be in one's heart, there's so much to know and so little time?
Maybe i should rhyme, about key lime, they put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up
It's almost but not quite time to sup, wassup they say down here, pidgin and lord it's funny
And spoken by the nicest people i've ever known, materialism is killing them though, like everything else worth while.
Emptiness is aware,that's how we know about it, how about that?
And objects seen non dualistically are seen as That with a capital T, how about that?
And all this is meaningless, how about that, and the Great Bard knew.
Ben Jonson realized he was the fastest gun in the West, how about that.
Is it possible to run out of cyberspace, or is it like emptiness?
Could i fill it all up with this discursiveness, i don't think so?
I better not chance it and simply say that if you have read all this
You have my gratitude and admiration.