I Can Only See Without Thinking
In daily
practice, including meditation for no less than three hours on average for
almost 25 years my thought
and perception has evolved to be 'Comic Book Shaman;' reluctantly I will describe
my attainments from today to my birth, as I own them:
1. Man of Knowledge
2. Toltec person (the
tribe with no children) (not what you think that means)
3. Shaman healer
4. Shaman warrior
5. Shaman
6. Teacher of dharma
of use
7. Teacher of all
humanities
8. Owner of a Diagnosis
of Mental Disorder (bipolar)
9. Student of sciences
10. Leonardo da fuckin’
Vinci (painter problem solver)
11. Monk student of
Thich Nhat Hahn of Vietnam
12. Independent consultant
13. Warrior
14. Traveler
15. Hunter/Stalker
16. Carpenter
17. Seeking spirit
18. 100 Mentors polished
19. Comic Books: assimilation
of infinite variables
20. Lady killer
21. Completely unloved
22. Completely loved
23. Worried about the
draft (1971)
24. Woodstock/”What are
we fightin’? Don’t ask I don’t give a damn)
25. John and Yoko in
the papers (Dumped the Blonde? ...huh.)
26. Saw neighbor with a
stack of old comic books; never looked back.
27. Went along to Girl
Scout Summer camp (4-5 years old) kissed a girl and she told everyone (betrayal)
28. Born 1958 clueless
As a
monk I live a life of service. This service has no institution, and is my essential net worth. As all of my
artworks, it is rooted in random acts.
As a boy and man I love women. I feel every love affair is a family; in terms of my own responsibility. To condense my life’s equation it is just this,
As a boy and man I love women. I feel every love affair is a family; in terms of my own responsibility. To condense my life’s equation it is just this,
[family
demands responsibility/ demands employment/ demands time/ sold to earn money/ to
support family= safely + well].
There is just no other way I can think. When
I look at you I only see you, without thinking anything particular, not ticking
off a list of my desires in terms of physicality or class or the stuff you
have. Normal guys might wonder if she has a condom in her purse, but I just have that
loop above in my mind with each erection. So the woman I’m always seeking has
to prove stronger, wilder and as maybe even as restless to move forward as me. You could be
anyone to me---Like A Hurricane!
I am just a dreamer you dream you. How can I tell? You could be anyone to me.
I am just a dreamer you dream you. How can I tell? You could be anyone to me.
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