Before I can become who I am,
I have to realize what I am not.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Pronoun Usage
I am not we
In the pressure cooker
Losing the eyes
Reading flickers
Losing the feet
Greetings slide
Why is the eye
Wide open to
Community more
Than one eye
We shape the eye
Of the storm
Disposable Poem May 24, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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