The Real World

The Real World Poem: To a mystic the so-called “real world” is not real and the inner world is real. It is an irony that man is already born complete and yet he seeks. If you find a top rated Guru then all you have to do is follow instructions. You will just remain ordinary unless you take steps to become transcendental. You don’t believe just totally in pre-destination and then not even meditate. You can actually move around your attention and make selection. A Sant Mat Guru will suggest the sound current which is very pleasant. You can just sit like Buddha and say your magic words until you become them. The length of time that you sit could be indefinite. Your stomach could just remain empty or you could put something in the size of a nut or a pebble. The Buddhist drink green tea but only the finest. The purpose of Zen is to do enlightenment over and over again. It is not to just do dead sitting Zen - if you do that you will just get old again. Real Zen is very lively. You could just remain in your stance as a devotee until you get a glance. You can manually process being transcendental. You should not take a chance at receiving less. It may take up to three, four, or five or six sittings. You may have to sit before every meal just to check your gauges and settings. In the future you could have a brainscan to see if your alpha waves reached omega. The simplicity of just crossing your knees and saying Simran may just be too easy. A Poem by David Smith March 31, 2019 “Unless from the beloved’s lane the evening breeze comes blowing, Her lovers don’t consider it air to breathe.” Sant Darshan Singh, poem 74, verse 4, LLM revised, Mata-e Nur poem 86 “God’s world is infinite, an endless opening of the spirit that is extremely difficult for some to comprehend and at the same time much too easy an experience for others, so effortless in fact that they puzzle over why people even choose to talk about it!” Shams of Tabriz Page 193, A Little Book of Mystical Secrets by Maryam Mafi saying 292 Saying 273, page 217 Khomi Az Sharb- e Rabani Maghalat (mohammed ali movahed, ed. 2009) A Jug of Wine, Tehran