Charles Chaim Wax

Sermon Of A Soon To Be Zen Master

What is power?
What is freedon?
When I stop breathing all of you will die.
Not only trees, rocks too. There are some
very clever rocks behind the Zendo.
My friend Hans
committed suicide. Everything went
smoothly. He planned it very well.
He turned on
the gas stove
and sat there
reading a book. Just this was not
the right place for him, so he went
to another place. He wasn't
psychotic or anything. He knew what
he was doing. I had another friend. His wife
committed suicide. She tried three times
and on the third try
she was successful. But for her
no place was the right place.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2005
Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 11, 2005

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  • Uriah Hamilton (10/4/2005 4:12:00 PM)

    This suicide odyssey intrigues me.

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