Satori

 TheWalrus (@grosshaj) 5 years, 6 months ago

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

December 3, 2012 at 11:05 am
Anonymous (130) (@) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

leaves rustling in the wind.

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TheWalrus (11) (@grosshaj) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@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 (130) (@) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@grosshaj, satori is the experience of decomposing feces.

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TheWalrus (11) (@grosshaj) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@seeker, See, “Lecture on Zen”. :)

Namaste

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Anonymous (130) (@) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@grosshaj, alan watts?

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TheWalrus (11) (@grosshaj) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@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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Anonymous (14) (@) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

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 (11) (@grosshaj) 5 years, 6 months ago ago

@meghashyam, Well said friend.

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