To the one yelling at me desperately “REPENT” — Give me the space to be wrong.
To the one defanging me — Show me mine, I’ll show you yours.
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jesus, would it bother you if you were just as much a figment to me as a teddy bear tea party?
“who else is at the tea party?”
buddha, do you feel used when i put you next to jesus in order to square up with myself?
“*sip* good tea.”
hey dad, why was jesus darth vader again?
“ha! just the catholic guilt speaking — luke, i am your father!”
poppop, how can there be love under threat of wrath?
“young people are impatient.”
mommom…
“please be patient with my grief.”
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on seeing yourself out of context
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The measurement problem: “All that you touch, you change. All that you change, changes you.”
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With mirrors you produce reflection. With reflections you produce rotation. With rotation you produce movement. With movement, stillness.
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i had a dream about a sexy beast
who felt like something of a thief
we made out and she was pleased
i liked the feeling of putting her at ease
she did not have a mind for boundaries
she took my money and my keys
broke the lock and flooded me
with images of her crossing lines
so don’t forget to dot your t’s
koans of her violets shrined
oh beautiful catastrophe
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the name comes at the end of a letter