To remember you’re a [Buddha] or to keep having fun pretending you’re a [Buddhist]…
That is the question.

To remember you’re a [Buddha] or to keep having fun pretending you’re a [Buddhist]…
That is the question.
Rend the label from the garment, stare at the cosmic radio like it was one giant jukebox and inside was your song, just waiting for you to drop your last spiritual nickel at the right moment to hear it play. Getting on the carpet and riding without fear or compass is neither a question or a quest but the face of is. And is, is. Isn’t it?
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