Teaching | New Delhi, 2017 | Dzongsar Jamyang Khyentse Rinpoche
I am, by nature, an Essentialist: who believes in the psychic, or "ideal" pre-existence of masculinity (and, therefore, perforce, of femininity in which we are of course, however, much less interested)--and I gotta say (in my capacity as a relentless macho judge): this dude is butch. As was the Dalai Lama (in a different, distinctly personal way of course) when he was the same age and younger than Dzongar Jam....I would say that the difference in their masculinities is, that Dzongar is a tad more patiently avuncular, and that the young Dalai Lama was more acidly brusque.
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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