the answer is, no Con/Jur/d, 8/5/2024 What do you want from me? a lament popular among the teacher’s cohort, framed as Joshu’s three-legged dog who lamely but with good grace chased an unripe plum across a green Japanese grotto filled with sounds of SUMMER LOCUSTS and Joshu sitting beneath the oak or was it maple? watched, the air filled with drilling with screaming and yet he sat smiling, content a student, mistaking his teacher’s mood asked, does your misshapen dog have Buddha nature? To which he infamously replied NO and with that in mind ask yourself, what do you want? Who is it who does this wanting who does the having, who is your dog, who is still chasing?


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Con/Jur/d, 8/5/2024
I'm clearly a property covered by years of intended grapes, hops, brambles, ivy... It's been daunting. It seems impenetrable. But when you get down to ground level you find that a mass of intertwined foliage is actually supported by a very few stems. Once those are severed you can free yourself of the whole tangled mess.
Duck!