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Meditation Guru Me...

Spiritual tranquility (uber visionary)
     welcoming yuletide zen,
sans relinquishing down 
     lyft ting thoughts
     to state of minimal
mental activity, when
after some
     few minutes elapse,
there imperceptibly arises ten

den sea for light
transcendent state
to materialize quite
by easing away
     from deliberate concentration
coaxing insight, and detaching
thoughts to any plight
ordinarily feasting on consciousness,

     and rendering me into
an anticipatory anxious
state outright
clutched by imagined fears
     analogous to hearing,
and seeing monsters
     (albeit 10,000 maniacs)
during the night,
which lumbering beasts

conjured with very
little (if any) might,
but imps of the pervert
     (figure of speech)
scatter like cockroaches
upon dawn's early light
leaving me noggin
scrambled from vivid dreams

afflicting this good knight
wracking mine toes
to head approximately
seventy inches in height
which latitudinal measurement
of this man
doth displease,
cuz imagining myself

     bigger methinks defending
myself from bullies,
would hove been ease
zee to manage,
     yet in reality,
     this lix lifelong man
remembers as a boy,
how he did freeze

even during heat of summer,
and at that time
no Ask Jeeves
existed, thus scared
     and lonely yours
truly accumulated
daily inter leaves
of poker red hot anger,

     and rage against the machine,
     viz human unkind,
thus these latter days
crowded with dis please
zing pained memories,
that doth seize

this reclusive Homo sapien,
whereat in mine hovel
nobody can tease
me, only during slumber
     nasty, brutish and short
Hobbesian ghosts
disrupt my zzz's.

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