The Opposite of Bindings
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“Whoever sitteth on this carpet and willeth in thought to be taken up and set down upon other site
will, in the twinkling of an eye, be borne thither, be that place nearhand
or distant many a day’s journey and difficult to reach.” One Thousand and One Nights
He does not need to head to Heathrow. He
Just needs to turn the lamp on by his bed
And find his place because of bookmark, see
Where he left off . . . and then inside his head
He’s off to ancient India alone
As fast as angel thought. He does not need
To board a Paris Concorde. He has flown
To Père-Lachaise as swift as genie speed.
He opens up a book and Higher Mind
In Emerson is winged to him despite
The centuries and the continents. Aligned
With him he finds him in his bedroom light.
Ashoka raises him to purer thought
With Arahats across the ages taught.
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