For lack of morphine self injectors or poppies I am now buying up the last, 
even crappy, 2004-2005 Zinfandels.  For lack of a job I am hanging out here 
at FFLife. My best buddy got arrested before his phone was cut off. His 
girlffriend is not taking calls. I need to get a shitty job but the 
interview is some four hours hence so I must do something!!!? I am just 
contemplating my Buddhist vows and seing whether I am doing the job or not. 
I think probably not so well. I am serving few people save a few bartenders 
sometimes. Maybe a lama and the same bartenders. Not much difference.  I 
learn alot of useless spiritual knowledge. And have.

What makes me Buddhist. I am proud to say that that's it! I'm Buddhist.  So 
hahahaha. At least I have gotten rid of deities and gods to propitiate - 
they who are worse than taxmen. I know humanism extends to the environment 
and lesser and greater beings. I raise a glass of red wine and see the 
culmination of all of history and teachings. Well, that and the little card 
I have which says I'm Buddhist.  Drikung Kagyu, though I know I'm really 
Nyingma of a small fresh lineage out of Assam, near the Kamakhya peeth, you 
know up on the other side of Arunachala. I guess I am Dudjom lineage. 
Otherwise I am not much of anything right now.

I had a dream once that I was sitting meditating and the Dalai lama and 
another monk walked by and talked to Dick Cheney and the reason they weren't 
stopped is because I was sitting there. Or I made their path easier.

On the day my lama Kunzang Dechen Longdrol Lingpa died he gave me a dream 
that he was lying upside down in white. It was nice of him to let me know.

I feel little  for Maharishi but if I want I can act like a full blown TMer 
having had four years there before. Plus they always let me and my money on 
courses so I can go again even being a goddamn Buddhist with other sadhana 
committments. But why?  All going to Fairfield ever does for me is makes me 
want to run back to the city screaming. I am lost wholly to New Orleans. 
This city is bigger than me. I will die here a local Buddha unknown. 
Probably cooking your side of beef that you salivate over.

Here is a Buddhist.


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