There are those who only have their name to give as thanks. Have you seen a two year old boy hand his papa an orange peel? That is what I remember, and Barry’s eyes, too, oddly sweet, gleaming with oil, glazed and losing. Admitting with his palm, thirty of the filthiest cents I have ever seen, A sort of proof, […]
Author: Teahouse
A chant, to wail, hospital ward
It is the year 3001, and humanity has almost reached the point of no return: only a select few humans—known as “The Feelers”—are able to experience emotions, and a governmental program has decreed that they be medicated to ensure they to adopt the detached, unfeeling dispositions of the younger generations… Syringe in hand, Doctor Albright […]
Women in Indian Tantric Buddhism, Part Two
Dombipa and Dombi Yogini. Drawing by the author Tantric women who are mentioned in the biographies of the great mahasiddhas as their spiritual wives or teachers share their spiritual achievement. Among them are the female partners of Dombipa, Ganthapa, Babhaha, Karbaripa, Saraha, Tilopa, Naropa, Marpa, Maitripa and others.
If I Were a Philosopher
You know, a rose is not beautiful It is a clump of organic matter pulled from the dirt Transform it into a symbol.Attend to it. Make it beautiful I am not a philosopher. I am just a boy in love. You have my attention. But you knew that already.
Nothing we see is color
Cezanne said that but no one believed him All we really seeis light valiantly massacred the mineral-laden earth with its zillions of herbal veins and carnivorous flowers mere pinpoints of light reverberations of molecular light adorned with ornaments of human bones
Leaving the Tunnel
Nothing we see is color Cezanne said that but no one believed him All we really see is light The mineral-laden earth with its zillions of herbal veins and carnivorous flowers mere pinpoints of light reverberations of molecular light adorned with ornaments of human bones
Marma Points
I want to tell you something that is born out of the erosion of words. Here, hold the bottom of my chin. Touch my upper lip. Press the back of my earlobe. Take my right index fingerand feel that pinging impulse. Do you feel it? That is electricity. My cells are trying to tell youso that you will […]
Restoration
comes with night,a “Womb Flower”, the fountain of her blood, a precious curse cloaking its opulent tarp over the earth tent. In the morning, the dew of ecstasy.
Prime minister Modi and President Kovind take Asadha Poornima 2021 Online
Highlighting its enduring presence among the Indian Buddhist community since 2011, on 24 July the International Buddhist Confederation (IBC) hosted this year’s Asadha Poornima over YouTube and Facebook Live, bringing together Buddhist leaders and supporters of the Buddhist tradition from around the world. Asadha Poornima is otherwise known as Dharma Chakra Day, and commemorates the […]