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July 23, 2017

I lamented the day the Devil died,

For along with Him, God died too.

In my heart the Dialectic death

Left a hole – a hole that became

A window.


This Moment

July 6, 2017

Each moment I participate in the infinite and eternal. This very moment rests upon an infinite number of causes and conditions. This moment, in which I am a Being in Time, rests upon causes and conditions going back to beginningless time. This moment is yet one cause and one condition in the ocean of interdependence that continues into the distant future. In this very moment, I participate in the Singularity.”

Holy Dogs

July 5, 2017

Sometimes we are the Pearls.
Sometimes, the Swine. And,
Sometimes — Both. We are:
Holy Dogs barking at the Moon.

June 26, 2017

We see through a glass darkly

With kaleidoscope eyes, confusing

The refracted luminosity with

Ultimate Truth.


May 30, 2017

It is in your love

My heart blooms.

Your lilac-scented

Whisper wakens me.

Your embrace

Warms my Being.

You light guides me

On a moonless night.

It has always been



May 30, 2017


the manifest,

the hidden.

And I dance

in the spaces

between Being

and Non-being.

Firing Arrows into the Dark

May 25, 2017

“The spiritual life is like firing arrows into the dark. You can see the bow. You can see the arrows; but you cannot see the target. And probably if you saw the target, you wouldn’t fire the arrow because the target is your own heart.” — Hazrat Inayat Khan, Sufi master