The Zenman

In Montreal on the street there was the Zen man.He often stayed at the shelters , but they kicked him out when they found out he had a home, Anyway , we stand in line to get into the shelter and I would think , where is the zen man and sure enough , he looked back and saying , hey , i’m the zen man i’m here Ha ha ha So anyways, he worked over at lucky Luke farms near the old port, and I was walking by 1 day, I didn’t know he worked there and some guy started clapping his hands and warning me and the roller blade came by with a brick and threw it at some place else instead of at my head, the zenman himself had saved my life?So when I was walking around when I wasn’t in the shelters or Sleeping someplace I would sometimes run into him out in the downtown area of Montreal. He’d be looking through a box of books or something very nice, fella bald head, very tall, cool dude, very old. I saw him at the mission in this city many many years ago when I was on the street and he was very happy that I recognized him and we shared a meal in the same building. “He remembers me!” he said “he remembers me!” he was very happy.

Mandala

La roue de nos pensees, tourne! TOURNE! TOURNE AVEC!

Mandala d’intelligence.

Supreme!!!

Life is a dream!!!

Dream it up!!!

Lol! Just thoughts tonight,

Cheers!!!

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Nico