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What shall I do?

  • Writer: davidsmith208
    davidsmith208
  • Oct 27, 2019
  • 1 min read

What shall I do? Poem: When you don’t know what to do and hit a blank spot or void, you can always sit in meditation. Going into Samadhi is one way to avoid having a Smart TV. It is better than 3D. You actually can feel it. You can save your composure by activating your main switch. The sound current can act as the current. Your ancient memory can be obtained. You can come to it with a great deal of Elaine. The number of times you try it becomes engrained. You have made yourself available. You can be picked up by everyone you meet with all your positivity. The three times a day posturing helps set the stage and train your brain. People might say he is like a Monk. I maintain it is a constant of nature. The return to God is anthropic. You can start by being a Yogi. You can cling to your third eye instead of the world. You can break through the chinks of contemplation. If you made a mistake you only have everything to win. The cool breeze and the blowing leaves makes it officially fall. If you meditate every morning for 40 days you can create a habit. The only way it really works is when it is automatic. You can be a smart human and make your third eye functional. Paradise is actually just creation. A Poem by David Smith NYC DavidSmith208 October 27, 2019


 
 
 

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