
did you / I'm not well, cry at day job of face age body earth dimension, slow work, peel at me, mind to me when/ we have a little .. oh, don't know what to call it .. could say it when instead .. can't say it .. someone nudge me .. gently, through the years, hardly see it, for more please see meditation that's tough/ .. /all word wait in friend's meditation for life to come and see adjust drawings .. I have some scene of begin make .. drive near great .. we're never going to see .. a little
Thursday, 19 July 2018
meditation is not a pretty thing, of hallowed halls, money, it is tough, ugly, poverty, inner mind, inner space is tough to sit with, be around
see this
yes, person tries to hide it, what is ugly inside, meet with careful meditation, care
scrawl on an envelope, just had a peace of paper, it looks to me just here like a sex worker with a client, in a mishmash of ideals, questions, wants, private life, beyond her naked skin - I know someone like that, no I never had sex with her, but cared, I care .. in some way, peace of looking down and the word "peace" scrawled underneath .. she sees client's secrets, but does she see sophisticated outer space meditation secrets?
it's love at a high place bodiless thought not being concerned with body and face and age
but hurts
reach it
really, meditation is facing deathly pain .. when you get into higher levels
you make it through almost daily
entry key
life more than lifespan plate
we never knew extra paragraphs, floating with it
and you don't talk about it
the world
is swearing stink me I just did some here hen-picking typing ha lives of cars at sentences lissome none flexibility bark too beep beep hey get out of the way
I'm rude too
missing
to our pretty stories of sky
they get it too
and cry
would like to see when change "such heroes" nowhere, no guts to talk about the strange link lilt poems
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some way
live on, putter, in sweat over need to get papers together earth here for something or other legal thing that I need to meet with people for, oh just life, nothing I've done wrong, but just slow at, like a turtle, ha, but continue meditation, for speed, of mind, invisible of body, and get it to her, who
really, 18 years into it, meditation long years where space talk, hours every day
who and material, someone sees, that would know, the strange, utter strange
something else going on. hang your head.
all of us.
tell a sex worker, in somehow she get it, through computer peculiarities, she forgiven "as even know" even in all the strange requests she gets .. she got whizbang friends, in computers "to know me" "really is we box when arrive tiny packets thoughts care the truth of life" do I dare say that, anyone, and she gets her education, on the side, or main part .. I mean, officially, as university, and strives here "to see the strange dodderdo truth" "any for any of us what years what face could ever say it real truth"
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sit some of us chance mind is not tea do you have if ugly poverty of papers said crazy let wait brewed in consideration 5 minutes or when time call in you of behind what universe insides mechanical sex lust of clients not that but beautiful why bicycle away words the stolen it's okay, we knew not the things we ever say anytime, could ever speak
I could never, dear, to your face, we know of that way, and it is almost requested greatest passable, life, earth
from where, the origin of thought, behind the ink of stand bear witness is there a link okay old-key hold hands smile humans dare silly see more sights what universe really say so
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