b1 (11.14-x.2001): my karma ran over your dogma

my karma ran over your dogma
 
(read in limerick)
 
my soft-ball team was quite Connected, and they gave Unconditional glove
but it wasn’t enough, didn’t have the right stuff, and we needed some help from Above
 
we should never have played on the Sabbath, and our outfield gave up any hope
we lost by fourteen, not a creative dream, so i counseled our bat-girl to cope
 
her jeans appeared very holistic, and her shoes – they had plenty of Soul
and as her hips swang (with a ying and a yang), i nearly lost all my control
 
so i went to the local bartender, who served up some Spirits and said
what’s happening joe? looks like you’ve seen a ghost, but i’d bet that it’s all in your head
 
i left feeling All-One with Creation, yet i longed to share personal space
met a gal on the street, wasn’t very discreet, and wound up with a slap on the face
 
i rode my uni-psyche to see Faith, but she didn’t show much gratitude
she wasn’t that mild (with my inner child) and she ended up being quite rude 
 
then my karma ran over your dogma, so what in carnation is that?
if it had thought twice, because of nine lives, it should have run over your cat!
 
now i’m trying to figure the meaning, or maybe my purpose in life
i’m gasping for air, and i don’t have a prayer, as you chase me around with a knife
 
as i trip over one of your presence, and my head hits the floor (it’s just fate)
intuition says “son -- i think your life is done” (and after today i can’t wait)
 
now my essence is over my body, and everything feels kind of warm
and i must confess, with increased consciousness, your house seems to’ve been hit by a storm!
 
and i’m being sucked up through a tunnel, surrounded by music and Light
can’t believe what i’m seeing, these extravagant beings, but something just isn’t quite right
 
i’m guitar at an infinite concert, but i’m not being played very well
and Heaven it’s not, as they play acid rock (i’m thinking that this could be hell…)
 
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j. martino  11-13-01
(inspired by the webpage www.beyondananda.com)
i’m going to see the swami on wednesday evening (11/14/01)  

* written prior to the concept of 'books', but this ends-up being in book 1: plenny enough for al... back in those days (before thoetry), the poems were quite long, indeed.