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MEMBER SINCE: April 2010

occupation: Yoga teacher in training, vagabond writer, poet, zen lunatic.

crush: the chi at 6,000 feet

sign: libra

i lost my virginity: wearing a black condom

stats: 5'10, 150, green eyes, left-handed

body mods: my reincarnation into a male body. definitely started as a lesbian.

heroes: the beats, socrates, lao tzu & the taoist immortals who live on light, up in the high mountains where the fog never goes away...

fantasy: Realizing the full potential of a human being. Also: tantric union with a very dedicated partner, eyes mirroring god.

gets me hot: yoga, writer chicks, techno, the color black; anyone who uses fierce imagination to transmute their reality.

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OCTOBER 5, 2010 @ 01:10 PM | NO COMMENTS


Banzan was walking through Union Square greenmarket. He overheard a conversation between a vendor and his customer.

—Do you have chocolate mousse? Asked the customer.
—We have chocolate pudding, replied the vendor.

At these words Banzan became enlightened.
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