To Be Pristine

To be pristine Poem: On the mystic path to be pristine you just keep going simultaneously with just living. The distance you cover is by persistence and involves God’s rhythm. How poetry is written is a mystery even to the Poet. You can become a SatNaami poet and not know it. Sitting in meditation could just be a demonstration. You could practice forgetting and then unknowing. You could be an author up in the Cloud. When you are a mystic you don’t directly study philosophy only secondarily. Books can be complementary as long as the number lies below the threshold of clutter. Same is true of food - more than five dishes and you are running a warehouse. You could get you Doctorate in Simplicity and just study removal instead of Acquisition. When you read books three could be mystical with one of history and one heuristical. In Athletics you could do yoga, stretching and tennis. The purpose of Life could be to open up your brain and just let the light come in. If you lack Grace you can generate your own by sitting for a long time. God is searching for himself it is just a game. If you can not find someone compatible you can always just write to yourself upon your blog. The Sun can be something you channel. If from meditating three hours you became egotistical - you can always just erase it by meditating another three hours. Not being enlightened and upright is a nuisance you have to accept that. You could always go to Tulum and just rent a room. Mexico is where I learned to juggle. A Poem by David Smith October 15, 2019 #juggling #tulum #tennis