The ravaged and broken Vedic whore Who somehow keeps knocking on our door Like a bitch in heat, lookin' for a way off the street Why would a female dog want to hump my feet?
Distraught by the fading spotlight Of the Vedic-dream sales blight All that's left is to McMeditate The dead McRishi's memory: mentally masturbate. A mindsteam unpurified of rage Finds Fairfield Life it's hallowed page The meditations sound failure, Becomes our unending trailer. -Vaj On Jul 5, 2009, at 9:30 AM, TurquoiseB wrote:
More is learned in Zen from the things we not-do than the things we do Not-reading the drama queen's posts because they're boring and full of drama-queen-doing Not-reading the drama queen's posts because he's taken himself out by being full of drama-queen-doing No difference Life (Fairfield or otherwise) goes on not-noticing
