Bicycle Buddha

a journal of self-propelled dharma

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The Gauntlet
So I am walking down the Drive (as per usual) and I come upon one …
Commitment is a process of perpetual self-forgiveness
By the time I landed on this tiny wee island three weeks ago I had …
Dying stars
Can anything ever, so beautiful, die? So sexy. So alive. So hot. So bright. Lou …
Wind-chasers
Me six years old in the field behind the school, holding the kite up over …
My body my breath
pockets of space where once was constriction. there is space inside for all the imperfections …

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