Photons....

 


HERE'S A GOOD WAY TO MEDITATE:

READY?

WHEN IT'S WARM ENOUGH, FORCE YOURSELF TO GRAB A BOTTLE OF WINE AND GO OUTSIDE. IF YOU WANT TO GET FANCY, HANG A HAMMOCK. BUT LAYING A BLANKET ON THE GROUND WORKS JUST FINE.

DRINK ENOUGH OF THE WINE TO LOOSEN THE MIND MUSCLES. LAY DOWN AND STARE AT THE STARS.

THINK ABOUT THE COUNTLESS YEARS IT TOOK THOSE PHOTONS FROM EACH STAR TO REACH YOUR RETINA. THEN THINK ABOUT HOW FOR EACH PHOTON THOSE YEARS HAPPENED IN AN INSTANT.

THEN FORCE YOURSELF TO THINK ABOUT ALL THE TERRIBLE SHIT THAT HUMAN BEINGS DO TO EACH OTHER.

FORCE YOURSELF TO REALLY THINK ABOUT THE BAD STUFF.

THINK ABOUT ALL THE TERRIBLE SHIT THAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU. SIT WITH IT. CRY.

FORCE YOURSELF.

THEN THINK ABOUT THE STARS AGAIN AND THE PLANETS AND THE ANIMALS AND GRASS AND TREES AND FLOWERS. THINK ABOUT PEOPLE FALLING IN LOVE AND BABIES BEING BORN AND TODDLERS LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY AS THEY HYSTERICALLY RUN FROM FATHERS AND TICKLE MONSTERS.

THINK ABOUT ALL THE THINGS YOU'RE THANKFUL FOR.

LAUGH. SMILE.

FORCE YOURSELF.

THEN WHEN YOU START TO REALIZE HOW IT ALL DEPENDS ON EACH OTHER HOW EVERYTHING IS INTERRELATED AND BALANCED, AND HOW NONE OF THOSE COULD EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER, DRINK THE REST OF THE BOTTLE OF WINE.

SING A SONG OR TWO

DANCE A DANCE OR TWO.

AND WHEN YOU'RE READY, FALL ASLEEP.

OR FALL IN LOVE.

WHICHEVER THE WINE PREFERS.

BUT DON'T FORCE IT.

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