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I cross my legs under the Bodhi tree, sitting in the sanctity of my well afflicted fortune I splice the moment’s intermittent air to drink of the jeweled river cascades electric plush ~ ripened to taste like lemonade Nirvana, puckered up with pleasant chills flowing through crystalline lattice works to cleanse my mental palette with a hint of mint placed on an Other-side be rest assured the crest rolls atop the tide. A vacant awareness is aroused from within the sanctity of my sweet surrender ~ My eyes flutter blissful blinks like flirting butterfly’s flapping wings resounding good vibrations across the globe where space rebounds with positive affirmation of *the little girl with wet eyes, smiles wide, an outstretched palm placed firmly in a mother’s hand, how safely she's returned, perfectly as planned.* I celebrate this victorious vision inside my skull with grunting cheer and a third eye sneeze ~ my air fills with a burst of vision mist coating my recollections piece by piece holistically, light as a photon beam phasing in for safe landing, strapped back in my body for leave of meditation. I rise out from under the Bodhi tree, in my sanctity of well afflicted fortune and give a thankful bow for the good outcomes of the day.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
Under the Bodhi
I cross my legs under the Bodhi tree, sitting in the sanctity of my well afflicted fortune I splice the moment’s intermittent air to drink of the jeweled river cascades electric plush ~ ripened to taste like lemonade Nirvana, puckered up with pleasant chills flowing through crystalline lattice works to cleanse my mental palette with a hint of mint placed on an Other-side be rest assured the crest rolls atop the tide. A vacant awareness is aroused from within the sanctity of my sweet surrender ~ My eyes flutter blissful blinks like flirting butterfly’s flapping wings resounding good vibrations across the globe where space rebounds with positive affirmation of *the little girl with wet eyes, smiles wide, an outstretched palm placed firmly in a mother’s hand, how safely she's returned, perfectly as planned.* I celebrate this victorious vision inside my skull with grunting cheer and a third eye sneeze ~ my air fills with a burst of vision mist coating my recollections piece by piece holistically, light as a photon beam phasing in for safe landing, strapped back in my body for leave of meditation. I rise out from under the Bodhi tree, in my sanctity of well afflicted fortune and give a thankful bow for the good outcomes of the day.
A meditating monk with an uncanny butterfly effect
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
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