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No stimulus, No media, No phone
Only nature, only imagination
Self.
Come forth & Captivate, Teach
Learn.
We have all wisdom within
Unlock Nibbāna.
They watch
Pretend like it’s important
Many eyes watching
Brains are racing
What is he writing
Allow
Allow thy thoughts to roam free
Tis a sad story. Imagination can be
a friend or a foe. Only none are
my enemy. Isn’t that so?
Māna
Māna Mara you tricky one
Playing with thoughts
Making up stories
Rolling Samsaras in balls of Kamma
Be dispelled by truth,
Dispensed by experience