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I Meet Kierkegaard, Nietzsche, Ortega, and Archangels in a Bar
And a fascinating conversation over absinthe ensues
I’ll start with a tanka series poem and see where this goes.
Love and Light Brigade
All Peace Love Understanding
Fucking Hippie Shit
From their ivory tower
Frown down on humanity
Useless as Plato
No right wrong give me a break
Take a fucking stand
Ethics eternally grand
Ground yourself Earth energy
Spirit loves ego
Depend upon each other
Soul protects Ego
Ego protects Soul on Earth
In Duality survive
A philosopher
Meets with Jodie’s archangels
Wow they all agree
Let’s please sit in a hot tub
Mutual orgasmic flow
I like the way I just riffed that. No, I love it. I hope you do too, and if not c’est la vie, and if you read on, you might. I write for myself and hope someone connects. Long ago Rama told me not to write for an…