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base x 4 today ... better than i deserve.

who knows?



- pure being -

la femme fatale sliced my brain sideways with one of her lovingly knife-sharp thrusts and made me glimpse a taste of what the cats mean with that pure being action.

What happens when you focus your mind?

You know what I'm talking 'bout, ya?

When you're on the bike and there's a moment of clickity-click when you enter into a zone of effort that runs crazy efficient and joyful ( ... yes, and fast).

or when that groove is bumpin creamy smooth and touchin' all the right spots, you dig?

When life's speedzone takes stride,
it's the focusing of your mind,
that brushed up that tachometer,
to such loud and remarkable trumpeters.

And so, bring it up a notch.

FOCUS.

It is your mind, your thoughts that need to be seen clearly - viewed objectively. What are you thinking about right now? What are you really thinking about?

Now, prepare thyself for the quiet. And that is exactly what you want. Quiet.

Quiet allows focus. And so, your mind must be quiet. It can be louder than twelve cat's stroking the midnight moon outside - but in your mind, it must be quiet.

quiet.

... so that you may hear.



pure being
is
hearing everything.


you
hearing
everything.
~