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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Mercantilism
Worships the golden calf of
Instant gratification
From the birth of each baby
Nationalism that crafts
Cultural identity
To where there is no signing
There is no sign
Trumpets snare out the eyes
[Disposable Poem October 30, 2015]
Dr. Mike
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