desire and dharma
this poem by the sixth is partcularity revelvant to my life. not that i am comparing myself to such greatness but the tension between desire and non attachment is mind blowing sometimes. a friend describe my aversion towards woman as also monk like, a joke but alas partly true. that girl who’s stolen my mind – if we could be together forever – like the joy of finding a jewel deep in the depths of the sea. white teeth smiling. brightness of skin. on my seat in the high lama’s row at the quick edge of my […]