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| TheWalrus
Growing with this other life
Another experience
In observation
Quiet contemplation
Evaluation
Measurfication
Endless miles
Searching
But never can find
Work for the Working Man
Colors Flashing
Waves moving
My eye at rest –
Within the mind
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| Anonymous
leaves rustling in the wind.
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| TheWalrus
@seeker, “Flowing to Leaves Rustling in the Wind”
leaves rustling in the wind
I take a breath to fortify myself within
Now I am the wind
Always have been
We are made of the same stuff
One Love
different mouths….
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| Anonymous
@grosshaj, satori is the experience of decomposing feces.
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| TheWalrus
@seeker, See, “Lecture on Zen”. :)
Namaste
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| Anonymous
@grosshaj, alan watts?
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| TheWalrus
@seeker,
For artful description of Satori as alluded in this poem, See, Life Philosophy of jfajfagsgsegsgdvser, beautifully spoken by Alan Watts.
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| Shyam
Satori is just a glimpse of the ultimate experience, the space between thoughts increases but you will not be in a position to stop all your thoughts.
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| TheWalrus
@meghashyam, Well said friend.
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