The research reading I did for Fascination and Liberation included some Jung, and I noticed that he had a similar impression of Buddhism to myself, that, if it weren't for certain qualifying clauses, the philosophy would be downright suicidal.

[william] Burroughs, incidentally, took up the slogan that we are "Here to go", which contradicts the tendency in Eastern mysticism to advocate staying where you are because there's nowhere to go anyway. I feel conflicted on this one.

My favourite tea is lapsang souchong.

Nonetheless, I'm not sure this entirely accounts for my Buddhist voice, which tells me forever to give up writing, to give up on relationships, simply to give up. Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to me to be the voice of innocence.

Anyway, to cut off one's biological dreams seems to me the most fundamental form of psychic castration that you could imagine.

The peculiar thing is that, in focusing only on the here and now, Buddhism seems to despise the world.

[My muse] feels nostalgic for Japan, and, perhaps strangely, for the pioneer days of America.