I am told by Thay there is no birth, no death Yet, our lives are so short So precious I am told by Thay to lift my enemies up to the clouds Yet, they disregard my being So precious I am told by Thay we are interbeing Yet, they build fences, disregard, and hate in… Continue reading Poem: Interbeing, so precious with Thay
I wanted to be free from birthI didn't realize I already wasNo comingNo goingThay tells us with joyNo birthNo deathit is not to annoy impermanence We were never bornbecause we were always herewe will never diebecause we transformnothing lostnothing gone transformation My existence will live onin your memoryin written formin my message tothis world nothing… Continue reading Poem: No coming No going
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 