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WE ARE BODDHISATVA, WE ARE BUDDHA, DYING, WAKING UP AS BUTTERFLIES WHO FALL ASLEEP AS MAHAPRAJNAPARAMITA WE CUT DOWN OUR BODDHI TREES, BURN DALAI LAMA AS A WITCH FROM SHANGRI-LA TO AUSCHWITZ, BE BARTER, KARMA IS A BITCH GLORY BE SATORI BUT ITS HALLUCINATORY AND ITS SURE TO BE A STORY WE CAN TELL IN ...

Have you ever seen the coyote in the desert? Watching, tuned in, completely aware. Christ on the cross, the coyote in the desert — it’s the same thing, man. The coyote is beautiful. He moves through the desert delicately, aware of everything, looking around. He hears every sound, smells every smell,...

Irene, goodnight
Irene, goodnight
Goodnight, Irene
Goodnight Irene
I'll see you in my dreams

"Many lives, Arjuna, you and I have lived I remember them all, but thou dost not."

Baghavad-Gita, iv, 5.

Suzanne now knows the answer to the great mystery. May she rest in her secret knowledge.

I see grey people, working in a grey building, worshipping under a grey steeple, speaking without thinking. I see colorless art made by grey machines. I see families split apart and loveless flings. Working for green stationery, and yet to blind to see that the cost of their labor is their soul not ...

The situation has resolved itself without any kind of investigation. Confused but also glad.

Many people offer a trinity to the entity

Satan the incorporeal
Lucifer the mortal man
And Diabolus, the unholy spirit

This trinity may act as an antithesis to the Abrahamic deity

Im going to disagree that it is a matter of optical illusion, this occurs in very well lit and detailed environments as well as dark and drab

Not exactly the most favorable of re-meetings but yall are probably the only people who can give reasonable advise. I write this under relatively intense distress and certain mental permeability. After I left the forum I went to find a new school of though to study. What I ended up learning of is no...

Oh but how did I forget Red Rose, Glorian, Koguntetsu, and all the rest of you beautiful minds? Thank you all as well for all you have done to water the garden of my mind.

A new flower matures, ready to bloom. As all things go, so must I, and on my eighteenth year, one so important in western culture. I owe a lot of eht namuh and to the delightful musings of old man Denison, but as humans are nomadic as ever I find that I must venture on into the horizon, in search of...

Hi, Hope Cicada was a cypherpunk movement that, a few years ago, broke apart. The people who won the "contest" became inactive in the group out of boredom and inaction, and the second group of recruits was never formally invited as the group was broken before they could have. Their goal was to devel...

Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun.

It's a terrible disposition modern man finds himself. Work work work, toil toil toil, ever the busy bee. Yet all of the labour of the folk of today seems superficial. Is there really any value to raking leaves all the way to one end of the sidewalk, just to rake them to the other side the next day? ...