Ashes


Ashes to ashes

I am still a Buddhist

Loving to Love

The love that knows love

The way Love should be loved

Dust to dust

I am still a Buddhist

Chanting to chant

Chanting for Love

Loving to chant

Like smoke I spread

Disappearing I am still all

And everywhere, I rise

And Fall

I am still a Buddhist

The colorless exhale

Once the wind blows

From ashes to dust

Burning yet yearning to exist

Still, I am Buddhist

 born, created from ashes

What type of Marijuana works best for You?


Medical Marijuana is so expensive. And, how dare You try and submit a claim to your insurance company for it?

Legal or Street Marijuana is frowned upon because, as the Nurse or Doctor says, “You just don’t know how much THC is in it.” But, people say it works better!

Unless you’re wealthy enough, stick with the Medical stuff. That’s just an easier way for the controlled establishments to increase their revenues. There’s a consultation fee, a charge for the I.D. card, and a charge for each amount you need. The I.D. card seems to be your saving grace.

Then, you can take your chances on the Street for the product that works best for You. Chances are, depending on your purchase, You may have to pay court fees. Get it? The choice is yours! Or is it?

My Sister, the NP


Entering with support
I saw You and knew you were in pain
Even through your mass
You saw me as otherwise
And my day was made
And I knew You were in pain
Yet, everything else You said to me
was by text messages
Finding a way to give praise
while saving the pain above your heart
Getting as close as I could
at least my presence was your company
You would not be alone
I would be sure of that
Both knowing the Hippa Law,
You had your own
and made sure I knew when to exit
You would not be alone
I would be back when all was done
looking forward to hear the sound
of you saying, “I have to rest”
I prayed You would
and called me instead to hear my praise
of You
You won’t be alone
I promise