“BAD!” a poem a.k.a.: “Stop The Fightin’!” a.k.a.: “Is It Just Me, Or Does Something Smell Fishy Around Here?” JULY 1, 2019 (Moon-Day!)
I went to Church the other day. [The] Sermon: “SIN IS BAD,
AND – YOU’RE A LOST & SINFUL MAN!” I-went-home-very-sad!
For-I’m-inherently-a-“sinner!” (pause, for a gasp or two) It’s just a part of me!
And so I cried myself to sleep! [A BUDDHIST, I SHALL BE!]
I went to-a-Buddhist Temple and-found-[out]: [The] Buddha-was [a]-“Hindu,”
And-Indians-don’t believe in “sin,” so, I-sought-“The-Blue-Bindu!”*
I’ll meditate a thousand years – and clear my MIND real good!
I CAN DO THIS MANTRA THING! I was sure I would!
I did IT hard (as hard as any)! Then-The-Master tap-eth-ed-me;
“Release DESIRE! Desire’s bad!” “But-I-desir-eth clar-i-ty!
Ain’t CLAR-I-TY kind-a good?” “Oh, yes, IF-you-don’t desire-IT!”
I said: “Well-then: HOW-THE – ” (pause) and-I-threw-mySELF a-fit!
“Calm down THAT MIND,” was His reply; “Just sit! and-me-di-tate!”
“Forever-and-ever!” was-what-I-thought; “TRY TO TRUST YOUR FATE!”
I-OPENED-MY-EYES, and DESIRED!! TO PUNCH HIM IN THE NOSE,
I-left that-temple setting-a-record-pace! Now, I do suppose,
That I shall seek an Ultra Cult, for-“they”-say: “Religions are:
A bunch o’ bunk, with tenets-and-creeds; so I-took-me VERY FAR!
I found “true’ spirit! It’s-“in-My-Heart, or that’s what I was told,
By “Sink-O-DA-Mayo-Coo-Coo-Da-Chew,” a “group,” both-brave-&-bold,
Who taught: “The spirit in your soul – has-become a-bit ‘im-pure,’
But WE can clear it up, Good Friend – and help you lose The Fear!”
“NO MORE FEAR! No SIN-or-‘attachment;’ we’ll banish BAD desire;
Once-we’ve CLARIFIED your soul [and-spirit?], you-will be-come much-higher!
Higher than you’ve ever been, for we are ALL great gods!
We’ll clean and clean – all that ‘dross,’ from [y]our filthy bods!”
And-I-learned: “We’re-ALL-corrupted, each-sinful, clinging SELF!”
THAT IS WHEN I-PUT-THEIR-BOOKS-&-THINGS securely “ON THE SHELF!”
I went down to The River with-Jesus to go fishing (phishing?!)
And-the-only-thing-I’m-doing-now? Well, for a fish, I’m wishing!
I’m also wishing – for A Friend, to be with me and Jesus!?
A pretty, little Sheela (maybe) – ONE! who-could-really tease-us,
And make us feel ex-cellent – on cold and lonely nights,
WHERE-with-sinning and-desire, there will be NO MORE FIGHTS!
- – The blue pearl, or bindu, perceived directly by the “enlightened” devotee as “consciousness” at its highest level, or – maybe when you’re just really, really horny