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scratch that
clear
undisturbed surface
where the buddha
smiles
it boils beneath
spitting hot coals
at the joyful
for just
being
rips asunder
the fabric
of self
to reveal
truth
the buddha
is a fucker
kill him
kill him
now
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I can understand it being hard to see that smile all the time.
oh i see it…i’m just not sure i believe it 😉
This is so intense!
That it is.
Intense stuff, Paul.. The seethe beneath the serendipitous smile has never been so well rendered.
Gotta work with the muse even when she’s frothing at the mouth. 😉
Ha! Such an interesting take on this meme or koan–whatever you’d call it–I always think more of sanctimony than boiling, but I think that could also be the case, and really interesting to see how you’ve framed it. Your rhythms work well too. k.
Perhaps originally a Koan…but in this instance a look in the mirror and a realisation. This Buddha must die 😉
I’m scared of you now. What kind of psychopath would want to hurt Buddha?
The “now” at the end was clever.
Don’t be scared. All things are impermanent, even the Buddha.
Gone the days frolicking animals and peace on earth we are now facing the harsh truth of oppression.
Oppression has always been present.
Paul, I truly get it. And sadly, I think the Buddha would approve. I can’t say it for certain, ’cause we don’t move in the same circles. But what little I know….
I like the heat of this.
Thanks Charley. I think the Budhha would approve too…but sadly I killed him so we’ll never know 😉
Lets make the arrangements, then. A fine Irish wake (you choose the Pub… er, location). I’ll arrange the church funeral (ecumenical, to be sure) and contract for the speaker. Meanwhile be looking for a good lawyer! 🙂
Some days, the smile (too damn glorious to feel real) it’s just too hard to believe true. Maybe one day… or three.
I’m delving beneath the mask 😉
Sometimes truth burns the eyeholes of the mask. As Mick Jagger sang, it ain’t no rock n roll show.
Yup.
I was sailing along enjoying your one-word lines and then had a giggle when I reached “the Buddha is a fucker.” 🙂 Appreciate the sentiment and the peeling back.
Thanks Marian