What we do with our hands
matters to our hands.
What we do with our minds
matters to our minds.
What we do with our hearts
matters to our hearts.
What we do with our lives
matters to us most.
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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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Jamaica
Awakening to how the new
Inherits and transforms mock-
Orange to drooping brass blew
Tangerine up for shock.
[Disposable Poem May 11, 2011]
Dr. Mike
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