I once met a man
and he didnt have hands
and he couldnt tell me which way to go
he wore his lunch like a flag
scented of cervesa
looking to me and cried
The pretty boobed lady
who danced in my dreams
walked away though the sand
the palmas were calm-as
I could hope to be tho
kicking the sand walking by
oh senorita de la playa
save me (chourus)
oh senorita de la playa
tell me
-(incomplete) origional composition
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This blog deals with my thoughts, and thoughts about my thoughts, regarding a range of subjects but primarily aspects of Saivism, Vaisnavism, Tantra, Yoga, and intersections of various limbs of Indic knowledge, interspersed with bizarre sounding rants, personal tragedies, elation, pseudo or genuine realizations or ignorant brief comments.
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