Wednesday
Since I decided talking to the unfortunate ones about the bliss is a complete waste of time, everything has got much better. I'm just going to enjoy the meditations and get into the bliss! One must try not to feel special so one mustn't, but one is definitely living the wonderful life here, at least in some respects. Here's what I did last night.
Got home from the jobbie and had a joint. Lay down on the couch and sank into the fabulous bliss. Sometime dosed off and wakened an hour later. Spoke to the Domestic Bliss till she went out and meditated for an hour or so in the lobby. Another one with the door open and waiting, inviting you into the vast oceans of bliss. Then I did a very exhausting shadow boxing session, and had another joint. Lay in the bath. Oh, the bliss bath was so much fuller on than ever before. Such bliss. By then the Domestic Bliss was back and I talked to her, had another couple of joints and went to bed. Of course, this isn't like a normal going to bed. This is an invitation to sink into the bliss again!
Brilliant evening. Shame about the joints. One day the amount of bliss will just ease all that malarkey aside. What fortunate creatures meditators are! What fortunate creatures we are!
The photies were taken in Princes Street this morning just before eight.
8 comments:
I say!
Does the sun actually rise in the sky at this time of the year in Jockoland?
MM III
Mingin'! It's boiling here! Like the Sahara. This global warming is brilliant! Hotboy
Still dark here at 8. Think I need to move south.
Your pics are beautiful.
Good move, ignoring those pesky UFOs.
Pic 1 is great.
Marie! It's much better where you are, especially if you like the dark and stormy nights, which have a beauty too! You#d miss the views! Hotboy
Albert? I can tell you're getting homesick for the auld sod. I'd swop here for that fetid fungal swamp you live any day!
Just for balance, it would help if you could do some photies of how awful it really is over there. Capture some frost on the windaes, vomiting drunks (present company excepted).
Albert? I'm afraid this is the most beautiful, wonderful city at any time of the year, especially in the winter. Nothing worse than clothes sticking to you with sweat and all them sheilas half nakedly flaunting themselves at you! Hotboy
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