Saturday, July 7, 2012


In meditation I become a single neuron holding it's charge; until my heart & body sync to my will, then like a bolt of enlightenment I flash it from dream to dream, a cascade of synaptic reactions, a roaring fall of beautiful thoughts. To each man a way, to each man a day is given. I know how little that I know & that Serenity can only be found when you find Life in every breath, a stillness, a clarity, that soon becomes greater than one's own sense of self. A collective consciousness, our ancestors speak to us, & by our actions do they delight or are doomed to repent.

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