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Now this is all Tinalouise's fault. Okay seriously, I put a comment in recently and suggested a way of finding the muse through meditation. What would be interesting is for you guys to try it and post the fruits of your meditations.

Le technique, du pain, du vin, sorry it's a sponsor on tv that really irritates me.

Here we go then, find a quiet room. Make yourself comfortable, close your eyes and relax. Now imagine a white blank chalkboard and try to fill it with words, just let the words flow in, don't force it, don't strain - you might need ointment otherwise. Don't worry if you don't get there at your first attempt.
Enjoy the chance for a quick snooze if nothing else.

Here's what I came up with yesterday after a brief meditation.

Consider the circle
a simple complexity
of cycles and wheels
shapes and forms
universal and complete.

btw at one point in this post I wrote neditation - one of these days I'm going to leave all the mistakes in - it can be hilarious at times.
Take care

In five hundred years time, most of us will be forgotten dust. But Hitler will still be remembered, God loves irony.


The following comments are for "After A Brief Meditation"
by Ogg

this is a great idea for the thread, but I'm worried about what my contribution says about me:

Stars spiking like blood-

You cake in
The corners of
My emptied eyes

With the crumbs of
A pre-empted sleep

“Inspiration is
A violent act”
You tell me

As more redbrick words are
Bluntly conceived

Clayed in to life
They lumpen and lard-

Kilning half-
In their fists of fired earth...

an interesting exercise, for sure. will return.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 19, 2008 )

meditation THREAD

I broke the rules by allow free flow word of my meditation experience as I often experience this particular meditation...this one time,spoken into my digital recorder, verbal record of usual non verbal meditation without mantra or visualisation. Words where usually they there are no words just awareness.
I speak what comes:


My stream of thoughts
I do not fight them
I let them be there
passing always passing
natural part of process
eyes open wide awake
heightened awareness
I start to see beyond me
beyond myself, self?
self what is it? Me?
It is not me, I do not
exist as this...

what am I?
what is this thing I am in?
what are these things my arms?
my legs, my body, all foreign
not real, I does not exist, me.
what me? I do not exist within me...

None is mine, I am not.
what is it? What is it this?
all if foreign, makes no sense...

the floor, what floor, what walls,
all illusion, the thing of what is
me thinking I do not know who or what
it is...

silence loud I hear all within the silence
what is hearing the silence? this me? what is hearing the silence? what am I?

I want out of this. I am out of this.

not me
I don't what it is...
nothing is
the thoughts flow like a continual wave
always passing passing through
I do not fight them
I let them be

what am I
what is this
nothing, emptiness

greater thing a speck of
the whole connected to and
yet apart...I want to return
I miss my home

my home...what is my home?
the place where this thing
called me belongs? I know this
is not where I am, I know that I know
more, but it is just out of conscious

there it is it is is here
all time one time here there
one one one
in this emptiness ONE
home desire for home
not ready to move on
attachment even to ONE
is attachment
suffering desire
for home

I do not want to return
to this I never wanted
to be here, forced

let go of I, let go
no I...eyes wide open
awake I see all at once
all are me
me is all no separation...

Love joy tears desire return
not here, I don't belong
I am something but I am not
this thing...

HOME...desire...keeps me
from attaining return
let go let go all is

slowing one
all ONE
there is peace
there that is home

let the tears come
feel all their pain
they are me, I am them
we are suffering together,
suffering, all suffering,
so much pain all around

ignorance of not knowing
keeps pieces locked to this
place this illusion...desire.

movement I can fly I can
go anywhere, I am everywhere,
think where do you want to be?

what is this think?
think is it me? what is this thinking?
what is this thinking? what am I?
don't know...all foreign.

these things this body this hands these
legs make no sense...can't move, I see
through the walls, beyond all...through and
across and there is no distance, it is all
here...with me, what is me?

without form
free without form
all love encompassing...

seeing wide awake all
nothing is no separation
ONE...all one at one time
all feeling at one time
all seeing at one time
all of them are me
me, there is not me,
there is us, the ONE.

out of this out of this
I want out of this me...foreign.

foreign body
foreign all

all stands still

there is no me.
what is this?

reality, what is this?
where am I?
no sense foreign all
no body nothing is real.


Sorry, Ogg, not very poetic,
but a captured what is not usually spoken,
felt worth a mention. Not in the mood for
diction, or form or anything...I am empty,
all flows through me.

It takes a bit to come out of it.

( Posted by: TheRealKarmaTseringLhamo [Member] On: November 19, 2008 )

Alcoholic Yoga
Did I just???
Yeah I just did...
Spectacle dream of this here human...
but not as real as cacti or beans...
Im not nearly as real as those things...
Most things have already been thought...
What that make me???
What that make me???

( Posted by: kilgoretrout [Member] On: November 20, 2008 )

Meditation thread #2

An irrational smile recommends you…

You’re like a weird and volatile bird,
Injures herself with her wings
See you exacerbating flight
Vaulting nude
Endeavouring sky…

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 20, 2008 )

Passion embraced
Bent-back, undetached
Heart worn on a woman’s sleeve
Secrets sheathed
In silence
Embroidered tongues
Corrupt my gods

( Posted by: ruthpenn [Member] On: November 21, 2008 )

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