this espresso sutra

this espresso

bliss. the personal

is mythical.

your name may be

your prison. the answer

my friend is blowing

in the mind. it's my world

and welcome to your freedom.

when i don't think

about it, i cry.

it ain't mahamudra

science. are the senses

convincing you're

otherwise? it's not

that it's all in the mind,

it's that it's all mind.

read my flower.