Dandruff/The Most Important Koan

Euthyphro

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was dying over my desk

One dark morning, when

A single atom 

Of falling flesh

Whispered to me

Everything that is, except

As an act of pity

She left out

The most important koan:

 

Who am I,

Apart from the dust in the air?

And why, oh why?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Euthyphro (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 4th, 2023 00:37
  • Category: Unclassified
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