Zen Recovery™

Image of the Day: The Chatto Godevi Memorial Pond

Dear Fans, Supporters and Fellow Sporadic Obesity Sufferers,

As many of you know, I have been confined to a hydropedic pond for the past several months. It has been a trying time. After the passing of Gary Busey, my best friend, and Wesley Snipe's incarceration, I nearly renounced my Buddhist vows. Then I lost Chatto, my houseboy of over 15 years, to a typhoon in Darwanbaba. But after the storm is the flight of the flamingos, as the Buddhists say, and I can now say that I am on the road to a full recovery.

Over the months my chi has stabilized to the point that I am dieting heartily again (good news) and am back in the studio belting out the oldies but goodies. I am no longer dubbing my lines and I have taken up origami and the study of sea glass, a wonderful hobby my friend and disciple Gary Snyder suggested as a soothing, calorie-burning activity. Chi to you, Gary, thanks. And, best of all, I am no longer confined to a pond (please see image of the day).

Hand-in-hand with my recovery, I have taken up the pen again. And my Zen. Let me leave you with this pleasing image, a poem I composed while being forklifted to the studio yesterday afternoon—

Today I ate a pheasant roasted on white pine logs

without giblets

or

gravy — perfection.

Rolling nude in the pebble garden reciting mantras, 

       I was complete;

Sweatpants and fiery wind.

If I weigh in at 933, I feel as light as a feather:

Litigation is superfluous.

My Weight: 933 lbs.

World's Largest Tonka Dump Truck: 733 lbs.