Tonight, past just walked past me, leaving me alone with the present. Jonny walked around in the room as I lazed on the couch, trying to tell my head to stop spinning and buzz off. I found myself bored of myself. And I know when I find myself boring; it’s time to shut up.
Jonny came close and lowered on me, and flashed his surgeon’s knife on my forehead, Like an expert, he made a clean cut, just skin deep, on my scalp. The layer peeled like old bark of tree, and thoughts overflowed out, slipping on the old mosaic floor.
Maybe now I can sleep, at least I thought so. But these thoughts all around the room were jumping with the new found freedom. They partied around as drunken vagabonds, shouting loud, playing, fighting, singing and even throwing up.
Even Jonny was bugged. He decided to trample them all. He wore those army boots and jumped over them. Alas, they slipped by, and Jonny fell flat on his face. These thoughts rounded him and pounded him, yelling in his ears.
Jonny says – enough – shut up - go to sleep. As if it was easy... lol
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As if it was easy :D :D
Struggling with some stubborn thoughts myself, wonder how people meditate, i am not even sure if i like these thoughts or hate them... some times i doubt myself am i trying hard enough? do i really want them to go away ?
Yes, and no matter what, these thoughts simply hide in the closet for sometime, and then jump out at the most inconivient times.
Sometimes, I get in agreement with some stubborn thoughts, proving that i do like some of these thougts.. secretly...
Wondering... are these just thoughts or .. khwaahishen ... hazaaron .. lol
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