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When we are delirious 
with the delirium of sickness 
we begin to ask those ?'s
what is the meaning of life?
Is there a God?
Heaven and Hell?
Is time circular, like the mandala 
spherical like baby Jesus' bouncing 
ball blasting the cosmos into 
existence 
Big Bang and Cap'n Crunch cosmic 
Shiva tap dancing on the dead 
midget of Self 
Or:
Is it linear, like Pinocchio's nose 
the dark pencil sketch 
the artist shading in the gray 
fog of the misty minds eye
trembling under 
Red blanket 
White blanket 
Blue boxers 
patriot of a 1,000 souls 

a philosopher 
who philosophizes the green gunk
upchuked from the chimneys 
of our soul 
contemplating truths and scripture 
Lotus-leaf=a symbol of the 
androgyne 
before Adam, before Eve 
before Steve even 
before the Masculine God 
patriarchal playground 
Before, the Mother Goddess 
with her angry menstrual cycle 
and tree being birthed from her gaping maw 
before the Big Bang 
jizzim of the universe 
there was the 
androgyne 
sitting in a bubble looking at Earth 
Stanley Kubrick eat your heart out
2001 times 

When you have this delirious 
mind, when the flu of Benicia 
the hydra with a thousand 
Double Rainbow flavors 
gets the best of you 
                    of your immune system 
hear the ringing of the bell as 
they box for your painful
                                   enjoyment 
Remember these moments of deep contemplation 
and pause like
The Buddha under Bodhi 
Moses on Sinai 
Jesus in Gethsemane 
Muhammad on Hira 
Remember to smile

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