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Wanna be hippy termite without much hair poetry and music jones university teaching job married long time yoga and meditation practitioner I shouldn't want to realize emptiness its an empty pursuit but I wanna anyway ya know I can't go on, I must go on! Whadduh bout you? Buddhism Links:Click for Excellent Free Buddhist Texts by Lama Yeshe and Lama ZopaHuge Collection of links to many many mani mani Buddhists texts and no money too!Click for teachings on Boddhicittatable, td { background-color:transparent; border:none; border-width:0;} body{background-image:url("http://i28.photobucket.com/albums /c214/Shemduhpenman/84829873_229dce29db_b.jpg"); background-attachment:fixed;}

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dadaOctober2009tropicaluploadbacteria, 4 by Eric Curkendall

Escarole JargonizerEscarole Jargonizer,drunking the protegeeisn't moccasin with the boys no more.Peep! For foot repainted you in the assinĀ  situp languages of the perplexed, rolling, nasty facial nois...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Oct 2009 01:02:00 GMT

Summer Poems 2009 (Installment #1)

Summer TormentThe summer I turned 14, I was turned into a sunflower.I guess it was some kind of divine retribution or somethingfor hanging out on the strand and leering at all the girls in their bikin...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jun 2009 23:25:00 GMT

Springtime Haiku #7-b

Non-sequitors abound at General Hashimoto's plum wine extravaganza."It's not a non-sequitor, it's just my thinking such asDo the duck's enjoy the stones that the children enjoy to throw?"
Posted by on Sat, 14 Mar 2009 02:03:00 GMT

10 Minute Break Improvisation

Is It Roast Potatoe? Yes, it is. I'm pretty sure. It looks that way anyway.
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 07:01:00 GMT

5 New Poems by Eric Curkendall

"Jhen" A pyromanian bloodaiquiri of amon-ymousverythat twone axiom that tracksback after herlike the ring around the caller.like conforming flocculus rabbiting crow round a wicket. from illiterate vel...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 11:08:00 GMT

A corrected poem by Eric Curkendall

This is, I believe,  the corrected version of a poem I wrote in '92 that is "published" (without permission )in an online zine by some snarky "friends" of friends. They must have pilfered th...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 01:34:00 GMT

One by Philip Lamantia (How we miss you so...)

"High"O beato solitudo! where have I flown to?stars overturn the wall of my musicas flight of birds, they go by, the spiritsopened below the lark of plentyovens of neant overflow the docks at Veracruz...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 08:37:00 GMT

In The Theatre of Buddhist Mind

For me, its always kind of flabbergasting the way people and I suppose animals and other sentient beings are disconnected from the total field or more total portions of the field of our experienc...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 01:00:00 GMT

Thoughts on the crisis in Tibet

What is at stake in Tibet and has been since the Communist occupation of Tibet began in 1950 is the continued vitality and viability of a vast network of deep, esoteric yet practical practices, and th...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 01:05:00 GMT

Dhakka Day Thoughts

I haven't posted anything in ages and I don't have anything in particular I'd like share with you all today except whatever pops into mind as useful or interesting, etc. It being the tenth day of the ...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 22:52:00 GMT