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LISTEN UP – MILAREPA SINGS

In TANTRIC POETRY by Steven Goodman6 Comments

Listen dear, listen up Rechungpa, your old man Milarepa here, I sleep sometimes & sleeping. . . meditate, sleeping & sleeping, just that is meditation, the murky fog turns clear, there’s a way & I’m the guy who knows how others don’t, but if they did, I’d be happy.

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EVERYTHING IS EVERYTHING – A SONG BY MILAREPA

In TANTRIC POETRY by Steven Goodman8 Comments

Once while walking down the street a homeless guy asked me for some money. I glanced into his clear open eyes and was seized with a yearning to be of assistance. I fumbled for change, but had none. I looked at him, again, and said “I’m sorry, man, I have nothing”. And he said: “That’s alright man, everything is everything.”