I could look down…

I could look down on the world

of marching morons dancing to doom,

blissfully or not, unaware.

I can’t because I’m just one of them

with a different point of view.

I suffered and dealt with it through meditation,

to beat a horse.

No one can share my experience.

The best I can do is write some words,

hand someone a hit of LSD,

recommend a movie…”Blueberry” maybe.

Pointing…why pointing out instruction is

so powerful…pointing directly at experience 

through the senses is the whole point.

Tibetans have an oral culture and a visual one…

direct experience.

“The eyes are the windows to the soul.”

Who said that?

A koan is a monkey wrench in the works of

discursive mind, stymies the mechanism, then:

“Quatzi!” 

and there you are…

there really isn’t anything else,

and even that is in question.