Just a tennis court
- davidsmith208
- Jun 30, 2020
- 2 min read
Just a tennis court
Poem:
If you don’t have any irons in the fire it is easier to meditate. What kind of karma is it when you have all day to meditate? You can be a Senior that reached enlightenment that way you won’t age. Just a tennis court and a pool at your condo may be sufficient. You could still play pickleball and volleyball. At the top of the world your Simran can just continue. You can announce the arrival of each God. You can shrink your stomach and make an express lane in your spine. Instead of waiting until you are weak you can be a complete athlete. Over time you can transform your mind. You can improve your brain by beginning to contemplate you do not have to start late. You do not have to be a half dead carcass but can animate your self. Your poetry can be refreshing instead of complaining of a mess. Simran can guarantee success and you can escape creating karma. Contemplation can be like your workstation. The third eye can be your centerpiece instead of a house. Mystical experience can serve as your travel insurance. In the face of pandemic and famine you can be transcendental. Not to mention earthquakes volcanoes and war you could just have civil unrest. In a perfect combination it could end the mycenaeans. The journey could be poetic if you let it. You can live with other pure souls lined up in a row in Sach Khand. The entrance way can be simple to explain. You can maintain your chastity just for the sake of clarity. You can listen to soothing melodies instead of commit hideous heresies. With the establishment of fixed sittings and simran all day long like you were searching for magnetic north you could cross the event horizon and fill up with the energy of God instead of get a Tesla. I have meditated every morning for over two hours every morning for ten years. I am the only one I know of who does not have kapha of the mind where my mind does as it is told rather than being controlled by impulses. I only need four hours of sleep. The whole question of what should I eat - seems so unsettled -but we know the main thing is the cosmic nectar. You can just be empty and not complain.
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A Poem by David Smith
June 29, 2020
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