Run after yourself.
Chase your own tail.

Catch that which cannot be caught.
Turn towards your own self,
and find that which does not turn. 

When will you see
the walls you *****
around your own heart
keep you imprisoned 
captive by belief? 

In setting the mind free
the heart soars. 
When the heart soars
there are no use for walls. 

What mast can I cast 
a rope towards 
to open the sails
in a windless sea?

To what dock can I stop
and secure a ship 
that is in the middle 
of the ocean? 

What ground can I lay
foot on when everything
is shimmering beneath me? 

This mind is like a bird
without branch to rest. 
Where then does one 
take refuge?

As I sleep
I dream I was visiting
A friend
Alas I She comes
Closer she becomes
This tantric demon
Trying to choke me
Wakes me up
From a death like sleep.

As I look up
Into the stars
I see the sparkle of the eyes
Of the man who loved me
Of the man who nearly killed
My faith
And my being.
He will never ruin the
Stars for me.

The ghost of
A young Tibetan woman
Who died of a
Mutilated heart
Stalks the streets
For the one who
Killed her
She had no time
No space
No present
Until someone mentioned
Her name
She then finds time
Space,
The past
The present
The future
For that some gave her life back.
Her justice
Her some validation.

There was a
Tibetan Lama
Who fell captivated
By a young girl
Whom he meet
From Canada
The Lama and girl
Courseponded on by email
Giving each other promises
Sweet somethings
And pet names
They fell in love.
The Lama
Promised the girl
That they run off to Tibet
To old Lasha
To be  together
But before that could happen
The girl was ghosted and
Found why
Her beloved was
Was harassing others
After she and a friend ganged up and reported
him to the law.
Now there is a hole in everyone’s heart.

They say on tv
That
Lust kills
Not love
I have this
To say that
Love kills more than lust

You spell
Well no longer
Have an effect on
Me
For I
Don’t need another
To make me
Whole

Your curses
Will have no longer
Have an effect
On me
For
Romance is dead.

MY RELIGION IS SIMPLE
kindness is tantra’s
MY RELIGION IS KINDNESS.
evil spell on the vulnerable.  

MY RELIGION SIMPLE
evil is not the answer to everything
MY RELIGION IS NECROMANCY
tantra is necromancy and evil.

I don’t what
Attracted me to you
Or why made you think I am a goddess.
What ever it is
I want you as well.
My pet.