TOZAN SHEET #31 EGO ENLIGHTENMENT

I show up every day and create, period.
That's flat out. That's beyond any trying to be anything.
I fuck your shit up and then I wipe my dick with a rough towel.

Find me in here somewhere among the words
A cave of words. A friendship.
A dynasty???? Da-Mo shows up with a shoe on his head.

I am burning for a new kind of music
Harder. Driving 3X the speed limit.
85 in a 35. Bass strong enough to kill you.

If Buddha were alive
If Socrates were alive
If Mohomid were alive
If all these fucks we worship are alive
They would prolly say spirituality is dead, just do your fucking shit
Die into it

I'm Tozan as the black wire around me burns
I'm Tozan as my finger slides into you and I feel waves of wetness pouring
I'm Tozan able to fuck indefinitely and retain my jing
Therefore all I need is a chunk of raw cacao and some coffee and I sleep 3 hours
Every day I finish a novel
I have a bias for action
I have a bias for fucking your shit up
I have a bias for hiding rosehips in your lodged area

While you sit on the lodge and screw contemplate the void
I'm a holy arhat check out my ARR HAT
My boots get compliments every day
My jewelry gets compliments every day
People hang out their windows to compliment my fresh whip
DO YOU HAVE A FRESH WHIP
People are pressed over the Tozan equipment

And my striped tiger dick fresh with monoatomic gold
Don't ask how it got like that
Tozan
fresher than a mawfuchakh

TOZAN SHEET #20 INVINCIBLE LIFE FORCE

for brad warner



I write my Tozan shit in the morning
Before I remember who I am

Daily meditation practice..?
No? ARE YOU FUCKING UP

I think of old people, parental units, diseased people
I think of the lack of life-urge in them
It didn't happen all at once
The zombie state was added to by small bouts of laziness each day
Inertia
Fear is the mind killer

You're adding to it
Or sharpening the blade
Everyday
Everydecision

Cunt full of feta cheese
Cunt full of crab

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up late my mind goes nervoussssss
it knows ego about to die

up early i take important meetings
it knows it's about to die

cunt full of meatloaf
the star-crossed lovers
keep each other's puke in their wallets

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deep vision
what is Tozan working on?
i carry around the record of rinzai everywhere
and everywhere i go
people are pressed over my gold jewelry

cunt full of diet coke
i make an excuse and leave the meeting
i have to go write a poem with my own excrement

TOZAN SHEET #19 - FILTHY SEX MAGIC

ZEN MASTER

so i ruined everything, i poisoned everything,
i expose insecurity, i expose vulnerability, i expose weakness,
i expose vacillation of will, weakness of SPIRIT
all drunkards will be burned at the stake
TOZAN insert racial slur here

cut cleanly at NECK
FAGGOT

the real material is dangerous. there's no money in poetry or in my faggot cock.
oh yeah now i'm getting to it.

ZEN MASTER
OCCULT WITCH DOCTOR TOZAN
EYEBALLS DISCONNECTED FROM BRAIN STEM

sit in my ruined hut and squirt.
ormus gold pendant around my neck like a lesbian's strapon

oh, oh, he's talking about sex again, i was taught that sex is dirty
i was taught to repress all my natural urges, i feel angry

waaaaaaa
here
use my cock as a pacifier

TOZAN SHEET #14 - GIVE UP. YOU CAN'T PLEASE DADDY.

wish poets included a pic of their expression during the writing
Most of these academic fucks make me sick
Cling to these little estuaries because your fossilized karma won't ostracize
Like a gay ostrich scared to fluff his ass-feathers.

Robert Frost and Ginsberg and Whitman and all those fags
Come on
DEAD ALL OF THEM
DEATH URGE

I am the only immortal, poet, fake zen master remaining
My shit is very rare to see like a horned loon
You don't know what a horned loon is?
XACTLY

Taste my bread of the chocolate
Inner sanctum guarded by 12 fossilized gay owls with blade feathers
Make it real.
You drink from the serum of 12 scotches and you wonder why I'm doing plaid cocaine from the INSIDE of my brewery no yeast here

you blame all kinds of forces
huh
i guess you could keep doing that...

doing it like that's kinda not good
i'm the only one
i'm the only one doing anything real
i'm writing this across the street from a wendeys
none of them know the fake zen master is right here
they're like "maybe if I add cheese today or go for the frosty..."
"maybe that'll SAVE ME"

hehehehhehe
from what

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a good experiment is to drop whatever you're supposedly doing
i did this easily b/c i had this idea like, oh i'll impress daddy
then daddy died
who am i going to impress now
i picked another person but then i had total contempt for that person
so i was like oh right it's just god everywhere
WHAT'S LEFT
=
FAT FUCKING COCK

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you get up in the morning like "YES I'LL WIN TODAY"
WIN WHAT YOU DUMB FUCKS

I can feel the rushing idiots in the collective energy field
This is why I have a WRATHFUL lethargy
 people look at me like O FUCK
HE'LL GAG ME WITH HIS COCK

yep
i will meditate you to death 

TOZAN SHEET #6 HOW TO MASTER SPACE-TIME

better to remain silent

oh well

a skullduggerous invincibility hangs around me like an everything-proof cloak

poetry is constantly being written [in light] on the inside

red-orange fire letters
they vanish
like it or not

god vanishes

WHEN YOU DON'T MEDITATE.

regularly.

chi in the tan tien is legit, too.

real quick this is how to master spacetime:

cut your hair short or, OR:

very long.

you're like: "long ago..."
fuck long ago

NOW.

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TOZAN SHEET #4 - FUCK ME OR MEDITATE

Fuck me or Meditate

Let's lay everything out. Let's throw it all down like 52 pickup.

"WHOOPS!" let the fucking maids pick it up.

KARMA. It's not what you think, but how.

Assume you are God. #1
Otherwise you're on some slave shit aight?

How many people in your life
Worship you like a god/dezz

Anyone? HELLO SELF WORTH ISSUES

SAMSARA =
ON SOME SLAVE SHIT

Then you try and do something "something"

Then you look for something "out there"

Basically you're getting stuck for $$$$$$$$ but they don't get at the root

Burn at the root of your karma
Fuck me or meditate. Those are your only 2 options.

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Artists are the closest to god

Because

Once you're enlightened, there is nothing to do, except play with the form.

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Tantra or just give up

Did u breath consciously today

R U fucking retarded? That's like white belt jutsu

I sit in silence in my parlor.

Yes I have a parlor.

If you don't have a parlor just give up.

I took the dharma name 'Tozan'

Before you ask, it doesn't mean ANYTHING.

Eyes. Crucial portals. Cruicial Crucial.

Gag reflex disconnected, in comes the art juice

Gulp Gulp Gulp

Till you vomit butterflies and concrete

I am way out there
I am not gettable in the conventional sense
I don't have little hungry feelers seeking emotional gratification

My eyes are tuned to a live channel

I have found locations inner that are pure of this static junk
I am invincible because the reflection connection is 100%
I took the dharma test and scored 100%

I'm a rapper so I'm happy to brag about it

Here's Tantra:

It actually goes too 1,000%

But anything over 100 and you get whatever you want
And have no problems.

Flat out.

Read The Dalai Lamas On Tantra
Mullin, Glenn H
Snow Lion, 2013

Read The Tantric Path Of Indestructible Wakefulness

Trungpa, Chögyam
Shambhala, 2013

914 pages

Read The Tao of Wu

RZA (from Wu-Tang BITCH!!!)

Riverhead Books, 2009

You have no idea until you bottom out.

Solitude is preferable.

Hideous in its insightful reticence.

O fuck I spelled that right 1st try!

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