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  • Welcome to The Wisdom Verses Podcast with t.k.!

    Who is t.k.? A living myth interrupting ordinariness. Those are perhaps the best words to describe t.k.—the mystic, poet, father, spiritual master, and farmer. Repository of ancient secrets, worker of arcane magics, sage who has gone beyond the touch of birth and death. Those would also be accurate words. In his poems (and in these recordings), t.k. talks to us about the enlightened one’s love affair with appearance. He invites, cajoles, seduces us into a participatory encounter with wisdom bliss.
    2023
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  • Fragile Joys 13

    Fragile Joys 13
    Jan 8 2024
    13.

    Beings are born and die. In spring the plum blossoms and
    the seeing of plum blossoms.

    Enfolding unfolding, blossoming and fruiting.
    The dark revealing, the bright concealing in
    each new relation. Each new

    leaf and flower the totality.

    Possibility impossibility flow in and of each other
    and in the secretmost recesses of the Heart
    unpossibility
    non-darkness
    unlearning
    mysterious
    envelope
    of wholeness.


    In the leaves and branches there is a hidden laughter;
    its roots in the formless, its blossoms appear

    within form.


    Oh, disorderly face of appearance! Oh improbable visage
    of sofas, volcano, landscape, wasteland, three-toed sloth
    and roses, so many roses.

    Hey, appearance!
    Do you hold us captive?
    Do you set us free?


    Or, are you simply going about your business of appearing
    disappearing…
    unexpected entanglements,

    quantum tracings of flower and bud’s atemporal
    relationship before during and of all emergence-

    the formless, strange meeting place, ant’s
    foot and peony sexing.


    In spring the plum blossoms and the seeing of plum
    blossoms.
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    29 m
  • Xuan Xue: The Dark Unlearning, 49

    Xuan Xue: The Dark Unlearning, 49
    Jan 3 2024
    49.

    A man is lost in the woods. For hours he runs, then stumbles.
    He looks for turning in ellipses and spirals. Thirst overtakes
    him. He comes to a glen with two pools of water. One is
    poison. One is nectar. What happens next is a toss-up.

    A woman is born in a desert. She wakes up full grown. Sand
    stretches for as far as the eye can see and further … as far as
    the mind can imagine! There is no end to it. She will have to
    make her home from desert, from heat, from the knowings of
    sand particles. You woke up today and appearance stretches as
    far as mind can wander in every direction.

    There is no explanation of why you are here. You wake up full
    grown into experience. Appearing stretches everywhere and
    everywhen. You will have to make a home from the waxing
    and waning of the moon, the patterns of traffic, forest pools.
    There are choices. Look for signs.

    Joseph was thrown down in a well. Mandarava in a pit of
    thorns and tar. Jonah into the belly of a whale.
    Padmasambhava—the Cool Grove Charnel Ground. Are these
    anywhere else? You too must make your home in the midst of
    irritations. You too must find delicious laughter tumbling out
    from the mouth of everywhere.

    The Friend of The Way does not teach you. That one is a
    mirror. The world reflected in empty brightness reveals signs,
    pathways. In that mirror: one forest pool shows a banshee, an
    owl, a dark river and, in the other, a sun, moon, staircase of
    flowers. A mirror offers no advice, only vision.
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    36 m
  • Xuan Xue: The Dark Unlearning, 62

    Xuan Xue: The Dark Unlearning, 62
    Nov 20 2023
    In this AWESOME and PERFECT teaching, t.k. delivers a masterful exposition on emptiness-nothingness-openness as the essence of reality, through explaining his poem:

    62.

    There is a homeland of wisdom where my beloved dwells. It is
    an openness irreducible, untouched by sorrows. It is a place
    where every thing is lost, and the beloved appears as the
    everything radiance of without cause.

    There, there can be no thought, no concept; lover and beloved
    do not signal the separation of the number two, nor do they
    imagine Oneness. They refuse that game.

    No truth or untruth, no good or bad, no stages of the path, no
    mantra, samaya, deity, or tantra, nothing to do and nothing left
    undone.

    There, there is no Christian or Buddhist, no Trump or Clinton,
    no five element play and no substanceless light.

    There, there is no self and no other, no terrorist or friend, no
    immigrant or native. There, there is no duality nor non-duality,
    no prayer, no meditation, no work and no relaxation, no
    beings, no Buddhas, no birth, no death.

    There, in the Utterly Nothing Palace, my beloved and I cavort
    in love untouched by care or worry. Oh, yogi and friend, I
    hope you too will join us in our Nobody

    Nowhere Palace, the Apophatic Palace
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    37 m
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