IN 2021

In 2021

Poem:

In 2021 you may you reach the Inner Sun.

In 2020 I found a new girlfriend who was very pretty. After forty-five years you can use your knowledge just to play tennis and the piano. You do not have to get a new car to open up a juice bar. Mankind can become conscious of Sat Naam instead of just get the Bomb. You do not have to be an EggHead to reach the land of the dead. Every day is my grand finale that is why I request God’s presence. Currently the hits to my website are mostly accidental but in the future they could be more transcendental. In the early morning I hungout with Sohung and thus felt a lot better. I do not have to go back to “Lot less” to shop to make myself feel better.

If you just say Om you might find God behind a star. You can just jot down notes about Zen while driving your car. If you mention something in poetry they might gain some apprehension. You can separate your Soul from the body by just placing your attention upon the event horizon. Let’s face it the ultimate sport is taking your Soul up to Sach Khand. A person who doesn’t love the one they are with needs about 50,000 hours of meditation until they learn to. A decline in poetry could be bad for the composure. The same is true of contemplation, if you miss some you could lose your concentration. Which could lead to an abrasion. You could try going to snow country to wear your norka while being nordic.

A Poem by David Smith

January 10, 2021

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