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The Great Active

  • Writer: davidsmith208
    davidsmith208
  • Jun 19, 2020
  • 1 min read

The Great Active

Poem:

If you realize that saying Simran is remembering God then you can transcend. It would be the World that you forgot about. Attachment is a good way to come in last. You don’t have to have an anvil to pound out the names. Simran leads to the Sound Current. You do not have to have your head baked in the oven but can be lead through the cavern. Your body is best repaired by not being in it. Trickle down nectar is a much better than liquor. You can be a collector. It is easy to heal a lack of vigor. You can just use repetition to beat the competition. You can develop your mind to the point that you can actually write. Instead of sitting on your haunches you can go to Suso’s Upper School in his Leben. You can go into your alternative universe by extreme withdrawal. If you get rid of all your stuff and become a minimalist and stop eating so much than you can’t be accused of being a hog. You can train your meditation practice until it is the Absolute. You can become a “great active” by just not being distracted. In the 2010s not many said Simran then came the 2020s and people were put into quarantine and many did.

It was found that you can simulate that you are dead. You can reformulate the stuff you eat and regenerate the frontal part of your brain. When they sat in contemplation there wasn’t so much pollution. People fail to understand the media that there is no audience.



A Poem by David Smith

June 19th, 2020



 
 
 

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