You will have to wait

You will have to wait:

Poem:

While I sow not sow my wild oats. If I am a Buddhist I have to do it while I am not. I can raise the temperature of my brainscan and freeze dry my prostate. On the road to being great I do not have to show up late. You can have a “it gets bored theory of mind” and stay in one place one month and make your home in Sach Khand as your concept of the permanent. Instead of getting a Tesla you can recharge your Soul first and just let the midnight moon trickle down. Instead of being a sad adventurer you can get lost in the hereafter. You can follow along the Your Journey with just the sound current and just treat your body like a dead tree stump. In the end you will just be bones but you already know that. You can be not at all shy and just make instantaneous decision like a Wall Street trader. You can just make your own suggestions. Spirituality is not at all goofy but positive and super clear. The clouds can clear even when it is raining. Life does not have to be draining. You can get along very well with just a Prius instead of a Tesla. If your mind builds up pressure you can just release it. The accumulation requires you to be a mechanic. The date of the connection point is now not tomorrow. Your Third eye can be your CBD drive through as well as your fancy vino. Because I am alone I can go into the great unknown. I can be a fully hedged investor and hedge the inflation in my head by simply becoming dead. Having a SatGuru is better than private assets. Whether I am in monument valley or Durango won’t make much difference as long as I have current cashflow. Something like a hammond organ is kind of cool. Sinking into the cosmic novia is actually the best thing. Your brain can be used more efficiently if you do not have a parking ticket. I was supposed to work the doorway and get a Life-Inspiring Glance at each of His passings but somehow it did not happen? The use of thought has not transported me a lot. Now I am truly independent and not co-dependent. I can go to Colombia from any Airport. An Apple watch can track my heart rate and whether I took the bait. I was on hello landing but did not find my place. He is supposed to be longing to see me - what happened to that. “Travel is good business if you are a poet” at least according to Basho so let’s go

October 26, 2021

A travel poem by David Smith

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