Guest guest Posted June 19, 2006 Report Share Posted June 19, 2006 I will not be kind this time I will take pleasure in your suffering You will mark your words with me You will fasten your soul to my spirit And your yoke will be a spinning wheel of desire I shall be indifferent I shall be intolerant And you will gather like dust under my feet, You will be in awe of heaven. 6/19/06 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 19, 2006 Report Share Posted June 19, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > I will not be kind this time > I will take pleasure in your suffering > You will mark your words with me > You will fasten your soul to my spirit > And your yoke will be a spinning wheel of desire > I shall be indifferent > I shall be intolerant > And you will gather like dust under my feet, > You will be in awe of heaven. > > > 6/19/06 > Yeah! But it's an aweful lot of work, a lot of effort. I'm going to store this one. Keep it on file. Return to it. One of my monkeys, #3. I'll feed it, keep it at bay. Under control. It will be dust under my feet and be in awe of a heaven where she and all her self abuse do not exist. Hits the spot: Saw Kubric's " The Killing, " yesterday. Your poem's in there. Where not? :-) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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