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one - meditate on this:
we must learn
to stop Lending importance
to that which has little
or no Real importance
two - give your yin a yang-k:
compare oneself to the cosmos
feel small in body
be large in spirit
three - know this:
in a few ways
we each are Unique
which does not mean
we are Special - [to anyone other than Mom]
four - if a sexual ideal strolls by:
close your eyes
breathe deeply
return to step one
llp - dA - nov2013
we must learn
to stop Lending importance
to that which has little
or no Real importance
two - give your yin a yang-k:
compare oneself to the cosmos
feel small in body
be large in spirit
three - know this:
in a few ways
we each are Unique
which does not mean
we are Special - [to anyone other than Mom]
four - if a sexual ideal strolls by:
close your eyes
breathe deeply
return to step one
llp - dA - nov2013
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Boring
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cyclic. i like it.