A Poem of Persistence
Observing the nature of your mind,
skillfully filling your mind with
is a lot like adjusting bunny ears
to improve the reception of antenna-based television.
There are a set of conditions,
traits not states,
that can help improve our “picture” into
what it is like to be consciousness…
but these settings—everything really—is impermanent.
A sore neck—darma pain…
A plan to place…
An unskillful altercation…
Ahh a selfless thought… that I cognitively labelled!
All send us scurrying back,