flokati.

livin’ in the block of human constraints

I constantly think

of the greatest comfort I could get

from this life, if I only deserved it

*

to walk on a flokati floral fantasy

in my own cottagecore imagery

filled with rustic décor and traditional handicrafts

surrounded by the Leach Pottery

*

I will inhale a rural lifestyle in its full blossom

as I used to imagine it whilst shapin’

my life durin’ the course

of too many false starts

*

but I promised myself that this time

it will be different, since I started

usin’ the correct vajra (method)

on the way to the bell (wisdom) gained

*

only by bein’ skilled in thunderbolt weapon

destroyin’ internal and external enemies

eliminatin’ greed, ignorance, cruelty

on the way to enlightenment

*

with a diamond in my heart, mind, and body

symbolisin’ the emancipation of my soul

awakenin’ of indestructible forces

with a vajra in the right hand and a bell in the left

*

the five vajra prongs possess five wisdoms achieved

through the transcendence of the five kleshas

that is delusion, anger, greed, pride, and envy

to magnify the meanin’ of emptiness

*

as the nature of all things

it’s empty like the sound of a bell

aware of this, we are away from attachment and aversion

signifyin’ freedom from true and innate existence

*

I want to feel it whilst strollin’ on the perse carpet

bird chirpin’ constitutin’ my only music

distanced from all the gens du monde

tryin’ to force their power on me

*

when the only bliss I can rely on

it is prepared with krumkake in my kitchen

accordin’ to tradition

to create a positively charged muon

*

rapidly risin’ in power

207 times greater than the electron

unstable, yet once charged

able to pass through any matter

*

from cosmic rays smashed with Earth’s particles

through gigantic volcanoes and the Egyptian pyramids

inhabitin’ all kinds of substances

on the way to genuine life comfort

*

September 2022

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