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Oct 2018
And *** is a meditation,
a mystical experience,
a hypnotic state
from which there is no escape.
O pilgrim,
engage all your senses
in carnal mindfulness.
Use your eyes,
see all forms as Buddha.
Use your ears,
hear all sounds as Buddha.
Use your nose,
savor all smells as Buddha.
Use your tongue,
taste all tastes as Buddha.
Use your hands,
touch all flesh as Buddha.
Let yourself be lost
in this passionate pilgrimage.
For in the white heat of ***,
the ego melts away,
and the animal returns.
In the unification of opposites,
there is no self.
There is only One
in this wild sea of senses.
Written by
KENNETH LEONG
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