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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Song: How Children Learn
They see the chalky bones
Of limbs split from trees
And hear tortured groans
Of wind against their knees.
They fling themselves about
The darkest edge of earth
And screech and romp and shout
In games that mimic death.
Their parents age and turn
Against each other’s love
With little left to earn
When push comes to shove.
[Disposable Poem April 9. 2013]
Dr. Mike
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