You can meditate in the evening

At a time that is before you can make an excuse. Like I choose 5:30pm which is before I am tired and before sunset.  You can say Goodbye yellow brick road and just go on your own.  If you just step into the world of divine love you will not have a thorn. There won’t be anyone to scorn.  You can try to break open your blindness by just contemplation.  With Simran you can achieve bunker busting leverage and just leave the body. With your legs just crossed you can easily fly in formation.  The sound current can be used as your lift to go back up the mountain. Without giving up your ego how could you write a poem of annihilation? This is the Beejak Bijak con Davy.  You can bombard the entryway to the cave with selected mantras until it opens.  The past and the future isn’t of much relevant in reaching the superconscious. My poems come from the East. “No one understands me, They only understand me who are from the far East”  I sat down and named out the places I wanted to go on vacation.  Then I jotted down all the new places I would be in if I moved to an ideal home.  On my car I piled the new things I bought to eat that would make me healthy.  I had been hung up so long thinking about how to grow my wealth whether it was gold or crypto or nvidia?  I relapsed into just saying the five charged names and went into the hereafter.  It all became irrelevant as I had become ethereal.

Afterwords I ran to my car to just go play pickleball.  I started at the top and just came down.  What I truly love is a secret and people only see a residual.  Excuse me, God did we have an appointment at some other time than now? You can tune your radio signal receiver to hear just the Naam with just Simran.  I just Sat there listening to the Naam and then jotted down notes in my Own Car which was a rare car and just hung out there Soooo.. long that it was like I just Sat there naming and jotting down in my own car.   I wanted a God which was a form god not some formless God so I made owning a car the God which is very american to worship your own rare car. With your own car you can more aggressively pursue material things at a greater distance. You can crack open the cosmic egg by just going the distance.  The spinal column can be turned into a super highway.  Once you translate it all to Sanskrit then you might get it. I just sat there saying Om in my car while ranting so long about how I hung out there saying my names and joking with a gin on my car running my car for so long so I could hang out there just sitting in the name of God.  The penetration of the names of God was even better than a face pull.  If the master chooses to ignore me I can shake Him very slowly.  If you are the world’s worst disciple you can just ignore it and start over.  You don’t have to placate evil but can just ignore it as it is just material.  If you build up your core there is a chance you can sit on the floor and God will open the door.  You can sink into a scrolling abyss or rise into extreme bliss.  When you have nothing to do it must be time for  meditation. If your body will sit in the position then you can consider yourself privileged.  Inner gold is kind of like tense bones.  Having just sat there listening to the name or the naam I became a Sant.  The project under way is already done.  To achieve cosmic flow you have to go very slow.  The Absolute Truth is the same thing as sitting absolutely still.  You can crack open the cosmic egg that is just in your head by sitting still.  A long time ago I wanted to find something beneficial that is why I started to follow Pythagoras.

The Bijak of Kabir

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Sakhi 194

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A Poem by David Smith

March 8, 2026