Can Peace Be Found...?

[All I know for sure is that this was composed by the unknown poet of the Third Galaxy -- as to he meant by it, your guess is as good as mine. Perhaps seeing the on-coming of the Terrible Times unhinged his mentality somehow?]

Can peace be found while the wheel spins?
Can that which is outside also be in?
Can that which is broken be complete?

Whatever the truth, the desire is burning bright
for the flame of love’s embrace in holy light;
a desire without desire, a lust without lust!

Words fail and yet I have to speak,
like a little birdy singing with his beak,
like a waterfall gushing towards the sea.

The words tumble out of my mouth and yet, they stick to my tongue,


How can I want that which I know not;
or find that which has no certain form;
or the beginning of that with no final end?


With a riddle unspoken, a promise never broken;
a place where ends blossom with bright beginnings;
and the race is won without even winning!

On some green mountain, where all is lost
and all is won, following his own footsteps,
the web unravels, disappears and never was...

The Short Short Path to Total Complete Enlightenment

I've been away for a while, doing deep research into the Absolute Truth, 21st Edition and return now with a report of what that enigmatic fellow, the unknown poet of the Third Galaxy had to say about the Short Short Path...

Well, dear hearts, I finally did it -- I took the short, short Path to Total, Complete Enlightenment.

As you know the Method is quite simple: bend over, grab your right ear with your left hand, your left ear with your right hand and (briskly) pull you head out of your ass.

As I suspected, it does hurt a bit -- however, when one has acquired Total Complete Enlightenment, one does not say, "OW!" or curse and swear -- being detached and overflowing with love and bliss, the Enlightened One does not fuss over things that amount to small skeeter bites...however:

"OW!GAWDDAMN!THIS!SHIT!HURTS!@!#!&!" somehow slipped past my lips.

However, being Totally Completely Enlightened, I realized at once that if people can hear you five blocks away it's okay for an Enlightened One to scream. In my case, I received not only complaints from my neighbors but from people I've never seen before. In fact, there was a notice in the Poosah City Gazette that people thought that a wounded animal had escaped from the City Zoo.

That said though, take some advice from a Totally Enlightened with a sore bum --before taking the Short Short Path, make some serious effort to deflate the empiric ego -- pulling his inflated ego out of his ass is what made the Path so painful for this fellow.