Like a folded flag

Poem:

The triangular shape of your third eye with your knees is like a flag folded and used at your funeral. After long years of practice my knees and butt have become a cozy platform for launching a spaceship going up into my brain. Heavy repetition also works for the body. Just sleeping in bed seems like you are dead. If you put three Zabutons together you would have a sublime minimalist apartment - three together make a bed with two alternatively for guest seating. In as little as thirty minutes you can be in Samadhi according to Vivekananda. You could just live near a fresh produce stand in which you could walk to and let them store all the food for you. You could just get broadcast TV to watch in the event of a Hurricane or to watch Youtube. It would be very bourgeoisie to get cable or any paid for service. Your library could just be the internet archive. Minimalist Idealism could proceed actual. You could still have some books like Cicero but they should be Classical. A poem of David Smith (DasaDava) or (Dava Lohar) (JanaDasaDava) February 28, 2019