What Sound Do You Hear When A Bonsai Tree Falls?

"Tiny TIMBERRRRRR!!!"

Alternate:

"Banzai!!"

Rave Dharma Song

Sing in the great equality
Dance in the great equality,
And we meet in the great equality,
Eh Ma Ho, isn't this Dharma wonderful!"


Khenpo Tsultrim Gyatso

Just Do It

I just did it and then,
after a while. I found
I couldn’t do it anymore…
so then it was done, and
it seemed in retrospect
that having done it made
very little difference…
that whatever had seemed
so important about it was
just a myth that vanished
like smoke into space….
the only point seeming to be
that, having done it, I never
had to do it again.

End Game

Not much time left…
the life, the age…
not much time left
unless I want to continue,
keep the body going
the way power pumps
prozac into populace
to keep the game going….
no…
I’d rather go out, explode,
the way explorers took a
chance and found the world.

Reality Is Paradox

…because of the dualistic nature of the binary
construct formula of evolving being….making choices
through the maze of time, space, and incarnation to
reach a point of intelligence where the whole can
be groked as seamless experience and related to in
each vibrant illusory moment with utter precision.
The "unified field" is none other than perceiving
reality as paradox.

Impersonating What's Left Of Myself

I still do things the way I used to, just,
not as well…the hologram has holes
in it…fuzzy logic…sometimes sharp
as always, but not as often…

I don’t have enough medals to think
that I might have been something,
someone, once…which is fine with me:
just one more thing less to loose.

I hold up an “Anonymous” mask…
when I pull it down
I don’t see anything
in the mirror.

I can smell your house from here…
I can get to my house from there, or,
So it’s said…listening to a version of
“Wharf Rat” impersonating the Grateful Dead:

So It Goes…
in warm corn or
blue bayou…
hungry, fed,
fed up, almost dead,
I’m laughing because
this is the joke, as
Trungpa said.