Checking Zen Mate

Tim is a thinker and operates within the logic of his brain Reasonable thoughts solutions imperative webs rule and divide analyses paradigms and guidance from hell He googles and ogles centrifugal dispersion displayed on the smoke screen of distracting internet searches A seeker he is however the computer can think but not feel He had encountered Dialectical Behaviour Therapy with the message of emotions complementing his cognitive certainties meant to assemble the wise mind Zen it must be then but even the information highway takes him to Zen Mate a platform for hyperspace security He can’t even delete it once installed hook line and sinker Zen Zero Engagement with Nonsense obfuscates imminent truth looms large as he decides to simply be under a luscious fig tree An orange loin cloth covers his modesty as he attempts humility Yet meditation still takes him far away from Gautama Siddhartha to associations of Gauntanamo Bay Cuba and Alejandro Fidel Castro but what has Tao got to do with it anyway what about Mao Zedong Tim’s soul drifts away from internal Peace he is not yet cut out for relaxation and confuses and corrupts to settle in Nirvana His begging bowl calls for saffron delight without caviar’s caveats Descartes shouts 'Carpe Diem' Marx wants knowledge with action Nietzsche implies Zarathustra but golden ‘zarat’ remains fool’s gold and ‘ushtra’ the camel does not fit through the third inner eye Why cannot simplicity be more simple when the here and now drifts away towards where and when as Tim tries to capture letting go and let God while enlightenment is clothed in darkness Tim’s Nike trainers suggest he can do it and Greek philosophy reminds him ‘Hic Rhodos Hic Salta’ to jump here and not anywhere else but leaps and bounds refuse to reach outcome detachment One day he dreams that he might reach what is so close but obscured for now sandalwood fragrances incense his inabilities to achieve the essential meaning of life without target driven performance