Starting off Monday with an Excerpt from the Drowned Book by Coleman Barks

June 1, 2009
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OUT LOOKING FOR PLEASURE

kissingWhatever state you’re in, remember you are inside the presence. Out looking for pleasure, there especially – I have found no delight better than the mix of touch with love. That taste is the sweetest. When you are tranced in that, recall who gave you these pleasureable forms and inclinations. Even when having a brain seizure remember how earthquake energy pries about a mountain and zigzags a stone wall. Let that core-energy break your convulsions.

When you’re afraid of a certain man in power, of some authority binding you, in those anxieties, as well as in full prostration prayer, taste the presence.

childrenThe children’s dear innocence rises from the confused muddle of our desire, as crushed mint and calligraphy  around the edges decorate our homage. How we love and lust praise the infusion of shapes with light.

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