Friday, May 1, 2009

Otter Regions

Atom Bananas in the Otter Regions, swirling grape galaxies, pulsing pudding pulsars, Red radish giants, nebulous nectarine clouds.

A man looking to find Nirvana spotted a monk standing on the corner of State and Lake smoking a cigarette.
The man approached the monk and said, " I want to find Nirvana."
The monk flipped his cigarette, and pointed West.
"Tibet?, asked the man.
"Nepal,meet me there", said the monk.

The man found himself in the foothills of the Himalayas,the monk was there as promised on a path heading west. They walked miles the silence broken only by the occasional farts of the monk. They saw a village a short distance away.
"Wait here", said the monk.

The man waited and waited and waited,but the monk did not return.
Finally,he began walking and stopped at the edge of the village,paused and turned a corner,with wide eyes and open mouth he found himself staring at a decrepit building with a balcony. Underneath the balcony was a sign:Welcome to Nirvana.

The man entered the doorless building, found the monk sitting at a table smoking a cigarette and drinking a cup of coffee.
The monk grinned, "What'd you expect?"

Memory loss, not a bad thing. Every day is new! I once knew a woman named Chole the name means: young shoot. She was sitting on a stoop when I walked by,she got up, walked towards me and took my hand; no words needed to be spoken.

White horse on the crest of a hill,flaring nostrils, the dawn sun rising, wild hoofs approaching, and then I woke up. The desert, a good place to come face to face with yourself. What realities do you live in?

Atom Bananas in the Otter Regions.

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