My minimalist apartment

Poem:

I imagine an experiment in minimalism using quantum physics. I get a room and put inside just a bed and a piano. I could just meditate, read books and play the piano. Despite it’s simplicity it should still be aesthetic. The window should face the East to catch the sunrise because I get up very early and need to set my clock which is my body. My time is readjusted dynamically with weather and the season. Strictly speaking I would have no music (music scores) so have to compose music but I could get scores and books from the library. Clutter could be allowed if I don’t own it and it is temporary and on loan. Like everything actually is. There would be a bathtub, a shower and a potty. You could have a Zabuton for meditation. You could have a large wrap around wool shawl for meditation like an Indian. I assume the room is probably cold. You could have a yoga mat and a knee pad that you keep in the lobby. You could have guest Zabuton (s) in the lobby for visitors. Now it is beginning to sound like a yoga studio, where you check your shoes and iphone in the lobby. Designing a kitchen that is insanely simple is another matter. You should be able to make Sencha green tea, so you need water and electricity. Your home could be constructed philosophically by starting empty and utilizing principles. It could be done consciously and be simple. They have special beds in Japan. They have Feng shui consultants but you could just be in touch with your own Chi. You could take the time to silence your Mind. You could stare at your Third Eye instead of your phone. You could have an old fashion journal with a pencil. You could listen to music which is eternal. You could have a picture of your Guru and a statue of Buddha. It is starting to sound like a Temple. One way to get rid of attachment is to literally get rid of it. For those undertaking a transfer ( physical to astral) these matters become an issue. When your Mind becomes aesthetic it likes to be empty, then pregnant with possibilities. In some ways it is like a monastery but you are the top Abbot and authority. I can’t stop thinking of a Library, but even so the number of books would be intensely curated and limited to the grand final spiritual canon. Once everything is final it might come close to what you already have. DS Poem January 10, 2019 #minimalism