“ I can see clouds a thousand miles away, hear ancient music in the pines. ”
we're lost where the mind can't find usutterly lost
~ Ikkyu
don't wait for the man standing in the snowto cut off his arm help him now
it isn't that we're alone or not alonewhose voice do you want mine? yours?
that stone Buddha deserves all the birdshit it getsI wave my skinny arms like a tall flower in the wind
