Sunday, July 5, 2009

If there was some mercy from up above...I could withdraw mercifully...

Zen of Nothing

There must be a certain Zen to being able to sit here...and clear the mind of everything...every worry, every fear, every atom of drama, every longing, every pain, every aching burning sensation...there must be a talent to clearing all of these from the mind...to be able to focus on the wind, on breathing, on hearing the fan whirl...

There has to be this deep seated...this nearly hidden talent of being able to block out everything that causes stress, that adds to this pain...there has to be a method to letting out all of this pain...this tension these levels of pain...how...?

Breathing.
Lack of thinking?
Reasonable amounts of...

The problem is defining reasonable...and having to define in the first place...which removes the ability to relax and breath...

Interference.