The only time to demand
perfection from others is
when I'm perfect myself.
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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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Medusa
Take the curlers from my hair.
Dreadlocks writhe around my stare.
I have the Midas touch.
My sticky polyps clutch
And freeze a frieze in the dead sea.
What’s perfectly said
Is perfectly dead
As all my snakes agree.
I molt in mythic time and raise
My head against the macho gaze
To turn its force to stone.
My tentacles have grown
Umbrellas of a convex bell
Whose mouths control
His human soul
Before it’s sent to hell.
[Disposable Song July 12, 2013]
Dr. Mike
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