Rise above

Rise above

Poem:

You can experience the ecstasy of your chastity by just not having any fun and sensual pleasure and just rise above. You need not eat much either. You can be a two bit poet who just eats a bit. God accept me into your fold and don’t let me get old. You can be like a spiritually broke-in satsangi sort of like a broke-in horse who has sat routinely in the morning for like a decade. The noise of yourself may have gone quiet. Persons who are not enlightened have a constant rattle that is why you go into isolation. They are dependent on constant racket. You can just take your racquet and go to the park if you want your knees to start. Simran can be done alone but you need sunlight to improve your bone. God grant me the forethought of enlightenment before something else comes up. You can adjust your style by just not increasing the number of your attachments. Your third eye can act as a personal resort. Your physical body can be treated like your primary possession and not things external. You can become a conscious co-worker of the divine plan by simply ceasing to exert your own will. You can just exist on sound current. You can decrease your property until you just have your body and call that minimal. You can just get a personal lawyer to hold your will. Your storage space could have a term of two decades. You could have 15% body fat by september. Grand statements about reality come late.

A Poem by David Smith

May 24, 2020