TOZAN SHEET #9 GET HARDCORE

Stealing passion from God in the blazing fire of alchemic imagination

Imaginatio

Deep crux, like holding a crystal goblet

Blue lights flare and shimmer ripped across glass cuts

Your personality bent down into chunks like that

Dip in a cracker to my fucking dip, bitch

Shove the best shard of ego in there

Break off half and leave it laying, whatever

Got a whole bag to go through. . .

Hard and chiseled from lifetimes of sitting

A hardass. A zen gunfighter. A zen stock broker.

Tea boiler. Bastard meditator. Fuck you up meditating.
I went through hard shit for this.

I kicked a lot of ass doing this.

My aura is like a death metal concert, the pussies disperse.
Take your fucking leave of me. It's past your bedtime or something.

Here's the real explanation of enlightenment by a fucking master:

1. Bodhisattva is about generating infinite compassion, love, great.
You make people comfortable. You do your best.

2. Vajra Master uses skilful means and knows waking people up is uncomfortable.

You're not a fucking doormat. You take people out the fucking matrix.

BRING IT.

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Everything is very legit as long as you understand you're the one doing it.
Your mind.

Your fledgling exotic garden, your most exotic thoughts are the worst.

They persist with their beauty you hold internal let it escape.

Let them excape.

You draw up elaborate plans and suckle the lowfruit nectars but you haven't set shit on fire REALLY

Enlightenment like your hair is on fire
Fake people take their leave of you.

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