Peel an onion.
When do you know
when to stop?
Slice an apple.
How do you find
the edges of the core?
Crack open a nut.
Where do you see
the tree inside?
Split your mind.
What do you think
each half knows?
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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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Since You Asked
You know when to stop
When the crying stops.
What edges the core
Are unshaven whiskers.
The scent of pine
Reeks of immortality.
The bifurcated mind
Is the real nut inside.
Disposable Poem November 22, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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