I am sitting in a chair
Or at least I think I am siting
In a classroom
Studying computer science
Bored
Frustrated
Sad
And angry
I realize this I am dead
Dead because of the class
The boring class killed me
I am still able to speak but that is it.
No fancy lights
No pearly gates
Just a trip
To the morgue
There I am prepped for autopsy
The ME makes the first y incision
And open me up.
“ if you are looking for the cause of death
It was the lousy class my mom made me take!!!”
I cry this to the ME
But she doesn’t care
And continues on with the autopsy
I am at this point crying
I cry for my mother to and help me
As the ME weighs and dissects each of my organs
I cry
“You idiot I died of extreme stress caused by the class....
I had a heart attack! Please leave”
I scream
I yell
But I am  dead.
Then after the autopsy
I seeing the fancy lights
And cross over
While my parents claim my corpse.

In a new cave
The Yeti and his lover
Woke up to strange
Yet
Pleasant music.
“Good morning my sweetheart, the Yeti said.
As he gently kissed
His delecate flower
The young woman did not
Know to couple
Dance
Or both.
They both decided
That their tounges will do
The dancing as they meet
During the kiss.
The Yeti and the young woman
Couple tenderly
Though on his terms
He has his way with her
The young woman
Loved every minute
Of it.

The young woman
Desire both the Yeti
And showing
Off her odd lover in the town
But her skilled lover said
Ma’re
No she thought
So she had respect his wishes
But she grew tired of the cold cave.
They planed to walk in the mountain passes  
In the dead of night
On night
One when the moon was full
And bright
They walk along
To avoid humans
They go deeper into the mountains
As the walk
She kisses her savage
And skilled lover
“Kayrangla gawpo yo.”
She said.
They embrace and explore eachothers bodies.
They couple
Her doing most of the work
To satisfy
And to love.

The gold fish named Tony (a poem)

Happily and freely
Does the fantail goldfish
Named Tony
Swims
With out a care in the world

Tony thinks
The world is a peaceful place
Yet he does not know
Much of what goes on
Beyond the fish Bowl

But it is better
Then hearing and seeing
The bad things
That happens outside of the
Fish Bowl

So freely and happily
Tony swims
Ignorance is bliss
When you’re a fantail goldfish
In your little slice
Of paradise

The yeti made a fire
While the young woman
Memorized the Buddhist
Scriptures
In which she stole.
The yeti heard her chanting
The mantras
The young lady
Turned around to find
The yeti looking
At the scriptures
Gave her a gentle kiss on the lips
She teases him by
Tracing his lips with her tounge.
Then her skilled
Savage lover let’s her in.
Their tounges meet and dance
As they couple shyly.
By the warm fire.  
Knowing their love is forbidden.  
A misunderstood love.

There once was a prince.
Who left his palace
Set up by his parents
To be perfect
Left to see the world out side.
Though overwhelming of excitement
He saw a lot of suffering
And had a lot of time to himself.
One day when he was alone
He found his true self
And became enlightened.
And happy.
Moral of the story….
Find out who you are
And
Do it on purpose!!!

The yeti and the young woman coupled
In the light of a full moon
Out side of the cave
Making things to obvious
Other humans
By coupling out side of the cave
In the moon light
Under the stars
The yeti and his lover have their ways with each other. The yeti kisses the young woman’s inner body
With pleasure
She screams.
Almost like a wolf
Then she sit up and gently kissed him
And opens up and he enters her
Now she is control but chose to be loving about it.
During their forbidden acts
Under the stars
In the moonlight.

Dear mental health worker  
You only see my faults
But there’s more to it than that.
Are you afraid of Buddhist people
Are you afraid of actual humans
Well
I am a Buddhist
And
I am human....
A flawed creature.
I am showing you
Your flaws and weaknesses
Your short comings.
Is that it.
Do I frighten you.
Guess what.  
There is no such thing as normal.  
If you don’t like people
Then may lord Buddha have mercy on your soul.
Use love.
Not hate.

The young lady
Shaved her head on a daily basis
To keep up appearances
For yeti and human alike.
She goes out of the cave
And sees the large moon.
She said it reminded her of
Her savage yet skilled lover
The Yeti
Say that the moon reminded him of
Her beautiful face with her shaved head.
The yeti sits with his
Delecate flower
And they kissed.
She teases him with her tounge
And the yeti kisses her in return
Ever so gently.

The young woman
Stole some scriptures from the local monastery
And a red prayer flag
To put in the flag near her *****.
Then she runs back to the yeti.
Leaves him alone only to memorize the scriptures.
When they stored in her head
She comes to him.
For some love.
While coupling
And in between kisses
She recites the teachings.
How the Yeti loves his “nun”

It was dark
Raining…. monsoons
And cold.
There the Yeti and the young woman
Have their way with eachother
As they kiss
And make love
The yeti gently strokes his delecate lovers freshly shaved head. He kisses her on that shiny head.
He undressed her slowly
And kissed her and her body as he undressed her.
Universal beauty is a shaved head.

The young lady was not afraid
Of the judging people
She shaved her head
And dressed as a nun
Couples with the Yeti
Her skillled lover
He was aroused and confused at the sight
Of her new look.
She kisses him
As awar to reassure him that it was her
And not a stranger.
She couples with the yeti
Having her way with him.
He realized it was his lover.
The gently kiss
And she take him to the poppy field
In the poppy field the young lady plucks two poppies
One behind her ear and one behind his.
There they kneel and kiss.

The yeti woke up to hear his lover
Being dragged by her parents
Like a savage an animal.
They were planning on making a nun out of her
Enrage the Yeti tears the two villains away from
His beloved
They fight back
Yet they sucum to his strength and leave never
To bother the lovers again.
Frighten the young lady
Runs to the Yeti
He embraces her
They kiss
Though she was afraid
She opened up
And their tounges dance
They hold eachother
And kiss
Never to be separated.
And our love.
That night.
They couple.
She lets the Yeti to
Have his with her.
He was gentle about it.
She opens her legs
Allowing him to enter
Surprised that she could handle his flesh
They make love
In the dark.

I am a lost soul
A wayward ghost
Stalking the streets on Halloween
Looking for my lover
From a past life
Who promised we would be together
Again.
I do this every year.
But I am living a this earth bound
Curse in my head
I am beginning to forget
Your Buddha like face
So gently
So kind
So compassionate.
I am ******* up emotionally
The universe playing mind games
Every Halloween.
Our love was beautiful
Our love was my enlightenment
I have neither the present, past nor future
How can I cure
Myself of this emotional curse
Of this mental damnation.

I walk the line between love and hate
This apple's bad and rotten, rotten to the core
Get up, get up, and trick or treat
Get down, get down, my love!
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
Between war and peace
My business is a little **** Bill
I eat so much I don't walk I merely waddle!
No you wouldn't listen & I don't blame you
No I don't blame ya!
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
Between yin & yang
My rent is 0 a day
I can't move
You know that's the price you pay
Is life all in vain?
Starts off in my arm
Opens up my brain
I'm already in the nivarana -
Next stop is the paradise!
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
Between life and and death
Live fast, die young
Live fast, die young
I walk the line
Hate
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
Between joy and depression
While others have been thinking about it - I've been there and back
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
I walk the line
Between good and evil

It was cold that night
Poppy and heart yeti lover
Staying in their love nest
To keep warm.
Poppy strokes her savage lover’s face
All the while kissing him up
Teasing his lips.
In the hopes that it would arouse him.
Think if Vajramrita would have his way with her
Then poppy would be warm.
The yeti kisses her gently and gets
On top of her
While they kiss
He gets between her legs.
He spreads the and massaging the thighs and womanhood
With his tounge and mouth
Trying not to bite her with his fangs.
She giggled
Because of the emense pleasure.
After he enters her
As they embrace
And kiss.
Two bodies becoming one.
Yin and yang.

Poppy leaf the Yeti
To her favourite place
So they could couple in peace
Other than the cave.
And away from other humans
There Vajramrita
And Poppy
Admired the Buddhist art
As they make love
The yeti first had his why with Poppy
While they couple.
He stroked and pets her womanhood
Wig his skilled tounge
Soon her flower blossoms
She kisses his flesh
Gently and slowly.
The lovers kiss
Their tounges meet and dance
As the yeti and the young woman kiss.

Vajramrita, the Yeti
Woke up in the middle of the night
Only to find Poppy meditating and staring at the stars.
He said be hind her
Rapping his legs around her
As she sat there.
Poppy felt that familiar breath
Turned around
And kissed her savage lover.
He sat in a pose and she sat on his lap
Sliding on his length
Feeling the pleasure.
They couple while sitting
She kisses her yeti lover
As they couple they
A pink lotus formsaround them
And the cosmos drops into
The two lovers
Making them whole.

I am neither the past present nor future
I am a love lorn ghost
And
I am cursed to find true love
As I get reborn and reborn
Finding the lover
Who I lost centries ago
In a land of hills
In a land of mountains
In a land of deserts
An exotic place
Where the curse started
When he died.

I’m a buddhist woman living with mental illness.

It does not make me weak.

It does not make me any less of a of a Buddhist

Buddhists live with mental illness too.
It’s ok not to be ok.

As the prayer flags sway and wave in the breeze
The poppies blossom
With their forbidden fruit.
The doctors say that that
Forbidden fruit is the oldest pain relief
I say love, kindness and compassion are the oldest forms of pain relief.
The flower is only a beautiful and
Yet obnoxious ****.
Which offers no enlightenment but misery and suffering.

Every meeting I see her
Trying to avoid my stare
With her racist hand
Is she abnnoyonh me?
Is she the cause?
The cause of my suffering?
Anger soon tells me
Telling me “yes”
Wishing we never meet
I burden that has a name
That name
That name
That name is ignorance
The one who invented anger
The one who gave birth to suffering
The one who represents crime.
The one
The one
The cause of yin
The opposite of enlightenment
The evil she is
My energy the one who I have compassion for.

I am always looking
Looking for that permanent high
Trying to end my anger
I will keep looking
Chasing enlightenment
Chasing enlightenment
For the rest of my life
I will be looking
I will be chasing enlightenment
Until I die
Just keeping hope
And thanking my mom
Thanking both my parents
But I will be searching
Like a detective
Hoping to find the
Meaning of life.

One day when I was walking
When I saw some prayer flags
Prayer flags swaying
Swaying in the wind
Just swaying
Bring people luck
Making them the luckiest of the lucky
I ask what a simple life
A simple job
A simple bunch of flags
Then I become jealous
Jealous of their simplicity
Wishing
Just wishing
Just wish for their lifestyle
Prayer flags
Simple life, simple job:
Simple flags.

The puffs.
Those mini puffs.
Then round, yellow, mini puffs.
Making things seem happy.
Making things smelll nice.
Making things simple and beautiful.
Tickling when touched.
Teaching us about love,
Warmth and family.
Round, puffy, fuzzy, yellow and petable
Yet tiny:
The yellow baby mums.

I have no past no present and no future.
I am a ghost.
I am the walking dead.
I pray to god for my own death.
End this mental prison that
I am cursed.

The young lady was out in a field when she saw the moon raise
While she picked flowers
The moon white and grey
Reminded her of her lover…Vajramrita the Yeti.
His handsome face.
She runs to the cave
Greeting her Yeti lover with a kiss.
Na kayrangla gawpo yo, Vajramrita! She said as they kiss.
She takes the Yeti to the field
To couple.
The stars were clear and the moon bright and round
There under the cosmos
They couple
While the universe pulses through them.
Vajramrita, the Yeti, asked
His lovers name
The young lady said that her name was…
Poppy.
And she was as beautiful as one.
There in the field andmoon light
They couple in the chilled autumn air.
As one being.

The young lady asked the Yeti
“What is your name…do you have one?” As the kissed.
While kissing, the Yeti said that he had no name. So the young lady
Massaging his chest gave him a name
Vajramrita… after the fierce deity
For he was a fierce lover.
He kissed her on the fore head.
Vajramrita and the young woman kissed
Their tounges me and dance erotically.
She sat on her lover while kisssing and rode him and rolled her hips.
He ****** with her ****** rhythms as they coupled.
Soon enough the Yeti got on top of his delecate lover.
He entered her and gently jumping
As if trying not to hurt her
The yeti thengot between her legs
She could feel his face bewteen her.
Then she felt his probing tounge.
He gently yet passionately kissed her womanhood
Again not to hurt her.
Even monsters need love and defection.
The young woman stroked his head and he looked at her.
She took him my the scruff and pulled his head closer to her
And kissed him. As they kissed monster and human explore eachother in an embrace
The young lady went down
And kissed and nipped at his member.
After she was done with his member
The kissed and they slept in each other’s arms
Body twisted and entwined together

And the Yeti found it too warm
And the young woman thought she had to return home.
The thought saddens her, for she was in love with her savage lover…..
The yeti.
The two ran away into the mountains.
Where it was cooler and less human contact.
There the only thing warm was the Yeti’s embrace and the young woman’s heart.
At night outside of the cave, being kept warm my the yeti
The young woman and her Yeti
Kissing
While gazing at the stars.
As the Dipper twinkled. The young woman and the Yeti make love.
When it got too cold to bear the Yeti
Takes in her into the cave
The young woman lights a fire
Then the Yeti has his way with the young lady.
She kisses him
As they couple in the warm cave.
The young woman got exited and decided to have her way with her lover
She rides him and they kiss gently yet passionately.
He had to be careful as to not to but her as they embrace.
The Yeti reassured the young woman, that she didn’t have to go back.
She cried and then kissed her skilled lover with joy and passion.
Happy she would spend her life with her love.

One moon lit night
The young woman went out the cave
After an evening of coupling with her yeti lover.
The moon was big and bright
Like her face.
She in invites the yeti to see the moon and he said that it wasn’t as beautiful as her.
Her lover held on to her as if she was priceless.
In the moonlight among the stars
The yeti and the young woman kiss.
While kissing the Yeti has his way with her again
They couple on the edge tantrically.
She could not contain her pleasure
And she moaned loudly
As if she were a she yeti.
Her skilled and savage lover smothered her with kisses.
When he arrives at her mouth
She opens up like a flower… inviting him in to kiss her in the mouth.
This time she had her way with him.

As the young lady got picking poppies
The Yeti comes with
Curiosity got the better of him.
She puts a poppy behind her ear.
The Yeti comments on her beauty
And kissed her gently as not to bite for he doesn’t want to harm his delecate flower
It was night and it was getting colder so the yeti holds and carries her to his home.
The young woman puts on a fire to keep the warm
There in the Yeti’s shelter
The Yeti kisses her in the lit up cave
The drawings and art show up in the walls as they make love.
They explored their bodies.
The young woman explores his fluffy, muscular and furry body
While he explored her sold gently built body.
They couple with each other until morning.

The Yeti refusing to leave his
Love slave alone
Went with the her to the wildflowers
As she picks the flowers.
He taps his lover on the shoulder.
And kisses her gently
She falls down
Not out of fear but because of desire was so intense.
She take ms him by his furry face
And they shyly couple and kiss.
Was it the mountain air
Or
Because her skilled lover
She was in esctasy.
She kisses the Yeti and their tounges met in an ******
And emotional dance.

A young woman

Looking for some comfort and love.

She approaches her lovers cave

A Yeti

Yes her lover is a yeti.

When walks in to the cave

They hug and kiss

Erotically

Soon the yeti has his way with the young woman

She loving every minute

They embrace and kiss until they sucomb to sleep.

Tomorrow they resurrect the loving

This continues until autumn.