I wrote this about a friend who I lost track of.

He built a life-sized ship in a bottle in the middle of the desert. I understand that when he finished, he took down a wall of his workshop, hauled the ship to the ocean, and fished.

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Blessed is the match consumed in kindling flame.

Blessed is the flame that burns in the secret fastness of the heart.

Blessed is the heart with strength to stop its beating for honor's sake.

Blessed is the match consumed in kindling flame.

-Hannah Szenes

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I love how slowly this builds from subtle to ecstatic Hare Krishnas.

Here is a cow someone folded out of construction paper as a gift for the Oncology unit where I work. Seeing it today made my mind snap to Radhe Radhe Radhe Shyam.

Hare Krishna! Hare Rama!

I found an external hard drive with a few hundred pages of twenty year old poems and stories, most of which I don't remember writing.

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☆WIP☆

I shelved this for a few months, and I'm hearing some potential now.

Hail The Goer!

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Fly my body to Varnasi
to sleep swaddled in arms of sunlight
hold me tenderly
decending the ghat
each step, a recitation pulling closer
to the Ganga

give me the strength
to recite Maha Mrityunjaya
one last time

Oh
Mahadeva
bring me home

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Om Try-Ambakam Yajaamahe
Sugandhim Pusstti-Vardhanam
Urvaarukam-Iva Bandhanaan
Mrtyor-Mukssiiya Maa-[A]mrtaat ||

let the body live in hunger & eat only what grows from the mind
let the fire inside die so low that only a single ember glows
& you
hold it between your cheek & teeth
mutter flame & smoke
all sung asunder

a song, tender, timbre
glows &
the ember remembers-
wilderness inside
burns only for love

He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain, which cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart, until in our despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.

Love always wins.

The clear light of death
will burn every shadow
I've carried through this dream.

Tip toe to the precipice.

#aiart

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