Welcome to Zen, my Friend

As I sit here and imbibe and confide in
this effective elixir, truth-illiciting
mixture
The thoughts that my mind speak to me of
are conjured-up, from within my soul, that
invisible creature within, that has worlds
to create and disclose

And when my soul, this super intelligent
thought-form, begins to orate to my minds
reasoning, thru the vehicle of words

I hear it speak the somber question, "I
ask myself, Is all hope lost? Is there
only pain and hatred and misery?
And each time I feel like this inside.
There's one thing I wanna know: What's so
funny 'bout peace love & understanding?

It isn't Islamaphobia when they really are
trying to kill you
Why would they blow up a peaceful, Zen-seeking
Buddhist temple, full of harmless monks only
enjoying a life of meditation, to me sounds
like relaxation and medication for the soul

No, it want be long before the world removes the
blinders from its eyes and begins to despise this,
Islamic rat infestation
And disallows it to propagate its belief thru
bullying and terrorism,just because they love
their fucked-up ism

What a beautiful idea, a world without, "Muhammad,"
who is really, "Loki," incarnated, god of confusion,
false pretense, that brings chaos to the nations

Hmmh, beloved, "Buddhism," that seeks, swirled peas
and, "Zen," within every man or, "Islam," that wants
to blow-up the outside world and enslave everyone

A no-fucking brainer, my friend and, "Blessed Be,"
and, "Zen,"