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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Police State
Name the wood beneath
Each culprit’s fingernails
And you can trace the place
They clawed out to escape,
Or, better, name that tree
Where who loves whom was carved
Before our special ops
Took the runners down.
[Disposable Poem August 21, 2013]
Dr. Mike
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