Sit in my room and contemplate the inner moon

Poem:

I am a hybrid so I need frequent recharging. When my attention is outward I am running down my battery. When I sit still in silent contemplation with my attention inside I recharge my battery. When I sit for hours I generate tremendous power. I am both a God and an animal. God created me to be an actor in many of his plays. He thinks he is Shakespeare apparently. I can run without recharging but then that becomes bad for the environment and I just have to be recycled. Not being charged cosmically is like being deep into sloth and living blindly. Every day you need a refresh. Our machines get better treatment. At least they get repairs. To sit still in silent contemplation is sublime and also good for the skin. Cars are a symbol of hurry maybe you should walk instead. You could have a GPS in your head that covers where you will be when you are dead. I full recharge could take three hours. Instead of using words like meditation maybe you should still your prana instead. It is good to have a practice as the sheer power of the Will will save you from trouble just by the force of habit. The mind is also a machine it is good to learn it’s dynamics. Three in the morning and one in the evening is self maintaining, while six in the morning and two in the evening is better for really advancing. It sounds like a lot but most people’s tires are really worn out. When you travel in a car it is like being stuck in a jar. Now that we are educated we often see Saigyo’s moon in the sky. My sweetheart is specially selected for cosmic reflection. Having a soulmate is better but if you yearn for one you won’t get one. A proper soulmate is defined as someone who does not interfere with your advancement. That seems to me like a good criteria. In group situations you might have to meditate double. This blog is all about how to meditate and avoid trouble. Words are more useful if generated with flow and rhythm, the same being true of musical notes. —-pause-pause-for meditation- The knee that sits still without moving because you left your body is a sign that you are improving. A day is not trivial to an expert mystic but instead is monumental. A frog is never the same after sitting on Saigyo’s log. In the field of mysticism I am like a bourgeoisie pig. Most mystics were considered fools. If I don’t read scripture I lose my base. I need much more serious training. If I was only serious I would not be such an amateur. Simran, Bhajan and Dhyan is good for medicating my confusion. I could go back to school and study musicology and theology. But what will be my thesis? Remember how I was going to teach advanced meditation but could not even find a room! I would rather go all the way to the top and then fall down in Saigyo’s grass. I would probably be Happy in Japan. I could stop in Hawaii on the way to Japan. They need a cruise ship just for yoga and meditation. Like minded passengers would be pleasant and inspirational. I was born a congregationalist and methodist. Now I seek all morning for the method that is best for all the rest of us. A vow to save all others is too much for me, I am too lazy to be a Buddhist and instead seek my own pleasure. In poetry what you are expressing lies in between the lines. For now I will just sit in my room and contemplate the Inner Moon. The sunrise can wait. DS Poem August 16, 2018 Westport Ma