The Slow Learner by David Smith

The Slow Learner After 41 years or 15,000 days He finally learned that: To think of the past was to be on the material plane, To think of the future was to be on the material plane, To sit still in the third eye was heaven. To be motionless and in the present was enlightenment. The practice of meditation was itself enlightenment. Imagine the Master standing before you Along with the Zen Master along with the Brain Scan technician who are together monitoring your meditation while you Earn meditation backed currency. If your thoughts can be read and your brain waves read then soon you will come back to the center. With the fear of canto 6 (gluttony) from Dante's Inferno you finally stopped the incessant eating. You finally stopped the obsession with sex You can not have motionless meaning with food and sex churning the chit. You finally eliminated the obsession with a few special occasions where you experienced the divine in favor of making everyday divine. An enlightened person's enlightenment occurred this morning yesterday is for naught. Listening to the sound is for the long cooking of the ego Day after day it has to be fried. This is the final step. From the lifestyle of the Saints we learn Six hours of meditation 3am to 9am is about right, followed by acting like nothing happened - take out the garbage then hoe the garden, ignore eating like Darshan and proceed with service to others. Shakespeare says:

Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow By William Shakespeare When forty winters shall besiege thy brow And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tattered weed, of small worth held. Then being asked where all thy beauty lies— Where all the treasure of thy lusty days— To say within thine own deep-sunken eyes Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty’s use If thou couldst answer "This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse", Proving his beauty by succession thine. This were to be new made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.