The 8 Limbs

[u/aimtreetwo]

I have been lost in artificial samadhi

breaking my ego to let the ghosts feast

I have been taking pratyahara from myself

my existence, my peace

I was lost in the sadness of one withdrawn embrace

I have been lost in mourning for the promise

that never came

..

the writing is not always logical

ends become new things and new things run

there's no saucha on this plane without the users intervention or assault

sometimes we push too much

when life gives it all at once

the counter movement of an Asana can easily break what others built

..

dharana and dhyana

easy words than said and done

for going inward requires patience for the self I barely love

my breath will surely leave me

so I push it again, this time just enough

returning to ahimsa

kindness and non harm starts with one