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Two Years of Celibacy

  • Writer: davidsmith208
    davidsmith208
  • Aug 2, 2019
  • 1 min read

Two Years of celibacy Poem: With about two years of celibacy you can save up enough energy to start cracking open the cosmic egg and breaking out of the body and begin hovering. You can acquire the Siddha that helps you fly. Or you could just meditate better. Interesting they say it is also good for the joints. It becomes essential when you become an old man. You could have the beauty of Buddha and the body of Jesus. You could just sit in Lotus position. It can greatly improve you inner hearing as in the Surangama sutra. During half of the day you can fulfill the purpose of Life and conquer death. During the other half you are free to play sports or read a book. Though rather then mess around you should go up to the Master and explore the astral and causal plane. You can weed out the stray thoughts from your brain and make them more focused. You can treat the things of the world like they are an illusion. You can involve yourself in subtle pleasures like green tea and fruits. The purpose of Life is to withdraw from the earth. It is hard to be truly profound when you are not enlightened. If not you just regurgitate self-righteousness. The afternoon sitting could be like the placement of a monument in the sky. You can hedge your bets going into the evening, you could even go to satsang. You could stop using the word “I” like it does not exist. A Poem by David Smith August 2, 2019 #surangamasutra #greentea #enlightenment #meditation #celibacy 


 
 
 

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