blessings of da bodhicitta     shot, wisdom-nectar in a syringe, da holy swab pole-vaulting its way up nasal passages to hook itself into your pineal gland, a dharmakaya’s dram of spike proteins collecting at the rims of offering bowls, tormas glazed with graphene oxide, dorjes and bells aggregating into blood clots, a celestial mansion gone viral, oh how   enlightenment has never been more beautiful, a succulent pear so very indelibly infused with myocarditis and bell’s palsy, a sadhana of quarterly reports incanted into a blue night, thangkas glowing with hydrogel, a choir of monks chanting the liturgy of boosters to boost da bindu into the central channel—   forget about retreats and the paramitas!… Read the rest