I make an excellent entrance onto a simple
body of twisted adornment.
Letters break down down by themselves
words get swept up in rivers
tell me about this
how are you. how are you doing with
the flow of awareness.
What can’t be
made in words? He started to sing
bhajans, and all the little girls were
dancing.
He asked a few questions and
he was confident
that after super-
juicing the holy Krishna city of unlimited
delight, his breathing would become
a breathing in and out of
yes and no.
Meditating on sperm, but not only sperm, more
of an aghori way of seeing sperm, he looked up, and said:
“…it’s very hard. You
need to talk the brain out of it. You have to eat
everything, the skull of the
skull itself — you must watch, you have to
be very vivid, vivid
as a vividness
itself.”
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