Vbt Practice 103 of 112
Thoughts turbid & uncontrollable
So why make complex the simple
If lower mind wishes to play, let it
With but one condition: don’t let it sit
No sooner thought grasps an object
We send it off on another quest
Thus thought being unable to stagnate
Quietens on it’s own into stillness sedate
It is not the movement of thought per say
That cause any divine connect delay
Rather it is its tendency to grow roots
Which we need to stop, getting it to reboot
16-August-2020
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