It was the oddest thing, for the teacher’s mouth was moving and sound was coming out, but the sound was just the kkkkkksssssshhhhh of tires on a road. Road noise.
Tales
The unruly buddhas have lived amongst us forever, sometimes in this guise or that. These are just some of their tales.
"Tales" (A collection of 4 posts)
Same/Different
Clouds float up to the sky. Rain falls down to the ground.
The Unruly Buddha Tells Stories
When the unruly buddha was very young, he used to tell himself stories. In bed, when he was supposed to be asleep, he would spin yarns, fantastic fictions that kept him awake well into the night.
The Unruly Buddha Stares Up at the Stars
When the unruly buddha was a little girl, she wanted to stay up all night. She sat in her family’s backyard and looked up at the moon and the stars, and she thought the heavens’ nightly display was the
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