Khayal not Halal

Khayal not Halal Poem: I moved into a state of decluttered but I had not left the earth. You can just disperse your property rather than gather it. I am still far from minimal but am gather ing up spiritual. You can play music while you clean. When you realize that the time left is none you can go in ecstasy instead of wait until it is too late. You can never be anything but first person like Thoreau. When you enter into Walden you should be through. You can contemplate what it means to be thorough. You could be thrown out of this world before you are through with a thorough reading of Thoreau. When you go to your meditation hut in the woods you can listen to the rain drops. You can get a Doctorate in Transcendentalism instead of just take the train. Whether meditation is a push or a pull strategy is beyond me. You can build your own Still in the woods and the remedy you take can give you Extra Strength. You can be a Reformation Poet who studies the works of Antiquity. You can collapse all the Abrahamic religions into One and still just become Buddha. Your thought process can be harmonized by the Surangama Sutra. The physical body is just a footnote to the astral and casual. You can crack open the cosmic egg and just go back to the beginning. (Mabda) You can experience your every reincarnation in just a flash. Then you can become very head strong. It becomes impossible not to be withdrawn. To an enlightened scholar the classics are no longer a mystery. My poetry is just khayal written within the barzakh, I have no other excuse for it. I like to read books by William Chittick. A Poem by David Smith NYC November 26, 2019 Page 88-89 Sufism by William Chittick #sufism #khayal #halal #williamchittick #minimalism #declutter #thoreau #walden #poetry