Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Staggered Thoughts

Meditation exemplifies stillness. Supposed empty brain waves. No musings. Eliminated ramblings. 
Lights, colours – darkness. Peace. Quiet. Relaxation. 
But wait, the subconscious knocks. It does a noise dive. Something about now. An itch? Or what was – did I really go there? Or maybe - what’s next?
I push away. Clearing. The vacant mind returns. Time idles.
Before long twenty minutes dissolves. I release. To carry on.
Throughout the day I dwell.
The past. The future. The present.
Staggered thoughts.

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