Zen Poetry is Blowing My Mind Right Now, Man

What's this? Am I mad again? I went mad once, then again. At every breath I'm happier. I sneeze: an explosion of ash, puff! The city blazes, disappears.Once again I'll build myself A house, fire-proof, pleasant. I begin carting bricks, with others.The cornerstone is laid, my dream Indestructible. But Then I sneeze- The city rises like the phoenix. -Shinkichi Takahashi

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