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no. 427

It was the beginning of the sun | That was how she fell asleep in my arms, so peaceful | The world rolled out of her unconscious hand | let others chase it now, and I | will chase it too | as you can see | Small birds upon the surface of the moon, they sing for her | and the snake’s young | twist inside their eggs, they feel they must | set out at once, on their journey, or else | they’ll never reach their end | Her sleep is my repose | For each | of the snakes within my heart | I light a flame, and to each | slithering flame | I bring a dark… 141 more words

Poetry

Saturday 31st August

  • In bed – 9.41pm
  • Lights off – 12.17am
  • Woke up – 8.05am

Today was another chilled out and relaxed day, watching a couple of scary film in the darkened living room. 110 more words

Forgotten

Friday 30th August

  • In bed – 9.23pm
  • Lights off – 12.13am
  • Woke up – 8.45am

Today was a relax day, and I did lots of cooking too (a korma from scratch, with homemade paneer), so my awareness was attempted at keeping high, though it didn’t work so much, I got distracted by the cooking… failed often, but did try. 636 more words

Film-dream

Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim

☆☆/☆☆☆☆☆

Boys who spent their weekends making banana nut muffins did not, as a rule, excel in the art of hand-to-hand combat.

So I… 182 more words

Book Reviews

Thursday 29th August

  • In bed – 9.47pm
  • Lights off – 12.09am
  • Woke up – 9.00am

Today was a usual day, work, writing and singing. I did pretty good awareness and RC, with even some in-day meditation. 262 more words

Forgotten

no. 99

Essential, until the stroke or slow | lightning strike of age | takes out a brick here, a pipe where | the rain ran down in fir-tree shade | there | Lawrence, Lawrence of Arabia… | To put oneself | in the right place, or | somewhere near the right place, never | really in the right place | to carry out this | ritual without priests or lucid rules or aim | to pen back | the light untroubled | by these signs | the silence of | ordinary conversation | it is | a fork in nothing | it is not | wanted, not requested, or cherished | merely | how here came about | this time | delicately | drummed up from a Japanese garden | and the fragile air between | loquat and wild cherry | a pocket of sense | formed in a moment, in a moment | dissolved | undone… | Essential, and irrelevant | Provisional, trivial, unnecessary and | essential…

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Poetry

Wednesday 28th August

  • In bed – 10.10pm
  • Lights off – 11.01pm
  • Woke up – 8.01am

Not a lot happened today really… that is all. Dream prep was general awareness were pretty good again, I think, but I can’t help but feel like I’m being really lazy with  it, or with the in-bed/waking up at least… 323 more words

Film-dream