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I read this at a totally bad time, since I have to log off my computer and get ready for a full afternoon of errand running! D'oh! But I will definitely have to try this later! Thanks for giving us a reason to take what for many of us is probably a much-needed pause!
Clever. No one can do nothing for two minutes. It's impossible. The brain records a minimum of one new impression ever six seconds. I've been trying to do nothing for two minutes for more than 40 years, meditating an hour a day in the effort. Sam Lewis once told his students that they should only meditate for two minutes at a time for this very reason. Two minutes of non-thought is a lifetime achievement.
okay. Breathe in ... .. convey... ... a poem just Given by bar*tle*by 2011 vol. 31. "Roadside" by poet ` Melissa Ann Bryant. ` My heart crushed against your chest. Fingers woven together. sutured until ripped apart. Warm lips surrender soft instinctual pulses of passion. No longer the blunt, monochrome bitterness of rejection. The roadside caress of my soul revived, white tail bounding into the woods. Although it felt like gut-wrenching death, I was merely stunned by your reckless driving ` Breath out. No forget to breathe and bathe. Breathe in and back out if in washtub today. Be alive okay and ay Be behaved & & comment stink it go to a moon moo cow chew maybe Kerry? he chew crap? & no comment.
Failed, twice (the first time simply trying to bookmark the page) third time I shut it off. Sweet Jesus, can I really not sit still for 2 freakin' minutes?
You captured one of my favorite sounds....the ocean and the seagulls above. I couldn't enjoy the link for the whole 2 minutes since I'm out of town and surrounded by my family....but I liked it.
I just came back from a walk/run, I am learning to exercise in sprints and stops, and this was part of my "stop". After my two minutes were up, I was dazing into the sunset another few minutes, not moving anything but eyelashes and my breathing belly. I have no problem going into rest and digest.....
Yes, do that. Sit in Lotus position even. Then when you are done, listen to extremely loud music and dance like a maniac! Such is the truest nature of humanity.
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convey...
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a poem just Given by bar*tle*by
2011 vol. 31. "Roadside" by poet
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Melissa Ann Bryant.
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My heart crushed against your chest.
Fingers woven together.
sutured until ripped apart.
Warm lips surrender
soft instinctual pulses of passion.
No longer the blunt,
monochrome bitterness of rejection.
The roadside caress of my soul revived,
white tail bounding into the woods.
Although it felt like gut-wrenching death,
I was merely stunned
by your reckless driving
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Breath out. No forget to breathe and bathe.
Breathe in and back out if in washtub today.
Be alive
okay and ay
Be behaved
&
&
comment stink
it go to a moon
moo cow chew
maybe Kerry?
he chew crap?
&
no comment.
Excellent piece for me on a busy Saturday.
HUGGGGGGGG
UUUUUUmmmmmmmmmm uuuuuuuuuummmm!!!!
--Zen and the Art of the Nothing by Raja Dama Lana Sun
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third time I shut it off. Sweet Jesus, can I really not sit still for 2 freakin' minutes?
rated with love.