You don't study Buddhism
To learn the sutras
Or to practice meditation.
You don't study Buddhism
To become more aware
Or even to become a Buddha.
You study, you live, you do
Buddhism
To be Buddha.
Of the 10,000 eyes.
Now toss this onto the compost pile
And start again.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
On my cat scan
The fidgety waiting room,
Its antiseptic scent hinting not so much at fear
As at a grudging acceptance.
Eve never ate of the tree of good and evil.
Her plucked fruit came from the tree of
The knowledge of good and evil.
Here, there's a different kind of knowledge.
As ever, there is Shakespeare.
"If it be now, 'tis not to come,
If it be not to come, it will be now.
If it be not now, yet it will come.
The readiness is all."
Question:
How ready was Hamlet?
More to the point,
How ready am I?
How ready are
you?
Yet, pray, define readiness.
An open hand held out freely?
Its antiseptic scent hinting not so much at fear
As at a grudging acceptance.
Eve never ate of the tree of good and evil.
Her plucked fruit came from the tree of
The knowledge of good and evil.
Here, there's a different kind of knowledge.
As ever, there is Shakespeare.
"If it be now, 'tis not to come,
If it be not to come, it will be now.
If it be not now, yet it will come.
The readiness is all."
Question:
How ready was Hamlet?
More to the point,
How ready am I?
How ready are
you?
Yet, pray, define readiness.
An open hand held out freely?
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
NARRATIVE
"Oh blessed rage for order, pale Ramon"--Stevens
My story spinning out,
A blind man's cane clicking
In the darkness of Plato's cave.
The story beguiling,
Justifying whatever propelling impulse
It follows a half a step behind:
Slime in the snail's wake,
Effluvium forming ever novel
Combinations from the
Mountain of yesterday's shit.
All this to both create and soothe
My-- "but I had to do it"-- defense.
My story spinning out,
A blind man's cane clicking
In the darkness of Plato's cave.
The story beguiling,
Justifying whatever propelling impulse
It follows a half a step behind:
Slime in the snail's wake,
Effluvium forming ever novel
Combinations from the
Mountain of yesterday's shit.
All this to both create and soothe
My-- "but I had to do it"-- defense.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
THE ACTOR PAUSES
Steps out of his role
stands back
ignores the lines that
yesterday whispers in his ear
Silent
aware
hears the chatter
the king of the mountain
demands for utterance
this thought
that
Watches without attachment
not a whiff of answers
only breath
relaxation
just this
right now
stands back
ignores the lines that
yesterday whispers in his ear
Silent
aware
hears the chatter
the king of the mountain
demands for utterance
this thought
that
Watches without attachment
not a whiff of answers
only breath
relaxation
just this
right now
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
UNHITCHING
She wants to give him confidence,
to make him feel good.
His attraction, my attention, gives her confidence,
makes her feel good.
Where is the someone making me feel good?
But i shouldn't need that, should know better.
The Diamond Sutra knows.
Where, Subhuta, is the abiding self to which
confidence would adhere?
Where, Subhuta, is the abiding "confidence"?
To what would this illusion cling?
To another illusion?
Me?
Just cut to the feeling good.
She wants to give him confidence,
to make him feel good.
His attraction, my attention, gives her confidence,
makes her feel good.
Where is the someone making me feel good?
But i shouldn't need that, should know better.
The Diamond Sutra knows.
Where, Subhuta, is the abiding self to which
confidence would adhere?
Where, Subhuta, is the abiding "confidence"?
To what would this illusion cling?
To another illusion?
Me?
Just cut to the feeling good.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Is part 2
The koan of everyday life
can quickly become the koan of
moment to moment to moment
to moment....
.
.
.
to the ineffable, the unexaminable.
Why the struggle then to express the inexpressable,
to explain the unexplainable, save that the utterance
and the unutterable are not two.
can quickly become the koan of
moment to moment to moment
to moment....
.
.
.
to the ineffable, the unexaminable.
Why the struggle then to express the inexpressable,
to explain the unexplainable, save that the utterance
and the unutterable are not two.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Is Part 1
As all there is
Is is
And as is is
Ever branching
Ever ising
Right here
Right now
Transient as it is
Is as good a spot as any
To take stock.
As in
Thought B needn't follow thought A
Like a sieg-heiling rat
Run through a maze.
Thought B needn't even be B.
Why the need for sequencing?
Thought A bursts
Another A arises
In is is there
Really all these
Separate isses?
A's B's?
From where doesn't is
Extend
To where doesn't it
Reach.
Is is
And as is is
Ever branching
Ever ising
Right here
Right now
Transient as it is
Is as good a spot as any
To take stock.
As in
Thought B needn't follow thought A
Like a sieg-heiling rat
Run through a maze.
Thought B needn't even be B.
Why the need for sequencing?
Thought A bursts
Another A arises
In is is there
Really all these
Separate isses?
A's B's?
From where doesn't is
Extend
To where doesn't it
Reach.
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