Oho, very good ones, TeaArt!
Gary Snyder, great poet!
He quit on Chogyam
'cause his shy and beautiful
Japanese wife
was so embarrassed
by Dharma guards
in FBI suits
who tried to make her
remove her clothes
for the cool retreatants
to prove she was relaxed and open
and dharmic.
She resisted, all hell broke loose.
Ginsberg stayed.
Rexroth left.
I, a nobody, left.
Lotta booze at Chogyam's, crazy.
Don't remember any tea.
Plenty qui.
Depressed Tibetans, drunk Americans, sit sit sit sit.
Qui amok.
What, TA, I should maybe stop with the dharma gossip?
Adyashanti! Also a great poem!
I love Adyashanti.
Very young!
A friend paid lots of money,
weekend retreat.
Adyashanti just sat there, wouldn't say anything.
Good teaching.
But I know where to get it for free.
Which rhymes with tea.
Ha.
Tonite no tea, Christmas-present Port!
Can you tell?
Hic and hoc.