Anxiety
Is like rocket fuel
When I meditate
To each their own
Anxiety
Is like rocket fuel
When I meditate
To each their own
I did the rituals
For a kundalini awakening
Sat like a lotus
Lost my focus
Breath beneath notice
Slow and calm
Slowly pushing
Energy up my spine
Nothing
Ready to sleep
Close my eyes
Something
ASMR?
Nah
Petit mal?
Not quite
Orgasmic
Kinda
Shivers
As I felt her breath
On my neck
Something
She breathed
And I reached
A climax of words
Something
Was conceived
Last night
Stillness of body allows the mind untethered
Stillness of mind allows the body untethered
Disturbance of both leaves one without a firm grip
Disturbance of both augurs injury from slips
Stillness of mind and body allow spirit untethered
I guess that’s what Buddha was talking about, Vipasana method
To become master of the self, learn to tie and untie as necessary
(In continuation to my previous piece)
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I was really angry one night,
Attempted meditation to make things right
Perhaps that wasn’t the wisest thing to do
Should have taken a cold bath and continued to stew
Could hear screams, people waking from nightmares
Once, twice, thrice… Did my rage affect their sensitive ears?
Found out next day, nearby gas station caught fire
Coincidences probably, but I’ll try not to mediate when I’m angry.
Let the wind clothe our bodies
Gently sweeping through the cotton without static
Let moonlight cocoon us
Let fire run through our veins
Let our flesh turn to water
Mingling with the cosmos
Until starlight beckons us
…
Our hearts race, sweat breaks, we asphyxiate
Psychosomatic… Don’t panic
…
And in the morning may we burn with the light of understanding illuminating new eyes
Which in turn will lead to empathy for all
And absolute samadhi
As we see the universal fractal everywhere.
(Inspired by something I read a long time ago, but I can’t remember what. I’m not sure how to explain samadhi. A rough translation would be peace and joy. )