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Poetry

Poetry rises up my spine sends the tingle of a message out through mouth through fingers through eyes Poetry speaks out of Yoga arises as the word of bhakti or of free heart’s love sincere truthful Poetry lives of unity bringing out of false duality a man (a...

Kick in the I

Got a bit big for my britches. That is, after all, where we men store our fragile egos. (Don’t get superior, ladies; I know where you keep yours, too.) You ask, “Why do you need a Guru?” Subtle as you please, mind-waves and astral currents,...

A Few Poems

Viveka Praise not that god who claims a unicity beyond himself and jealously guards what glory he has through the tools of oppression. Worship truly that God Who claims for Himself only Being and grants us, whether in heaven or hell, the tools of Liberation. Liche...

Right This Moment

I don’t share much of my “personal life” on here, and I tend to hold much of my personality itself back. But, well, today I’m struck by the strangeness of humanity, myself included. My mind, my emotions, these are often so alien to me. That, I...

In Memory of Lord Sluk

A friend of mine, whom I admire deeply, who taught me a lot, and who wouldn’t want me to say very many kind things about him, has passed. He also wouldn’t want me to use euphemisms. He died. Though I wouldn’t try to be him, and couldn’t, I...