Do I know more
than I did a year ago?
It feels as though I should.
It feels as though I do.
But I can't be sure how much
I've left behind since then.
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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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Love Poem
The sickness entered
My body like a poison,
Like someone I once loved.
We live by incremental
Forgetting. Memory
Is a terrible disease.
[Disposable Poem June 28, 2011]
Dr, Mike
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