Jack Kerouac: How to Meditate

Mar 14, 2008 at 12:57 PM
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Uploaded on January 13, 2008
by tompalumbo

HOW TO MEDITATE

       --lights out---
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroine or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as
I hop-down and hold all my body parts
down to a deadstop trance--healing
all my sicknesses--erasing all--not even
a shred of "I-hope-you" or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless. 'When
a thoughts comes a-springing from afar
with its held-forth figure of image, you
spoof it out, you spuff it off, you fake it, and
it fades, and thought never comes--and
with joy you realize for the first time
"Thinking's just like not thinking--
so I don't have to think
     any
     more."

--1967

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This poem is from the City Lights Pocket Poets Anthology (1995) that Lawrence Ferlinghetti edited and that I picked up in the bookstore today at random.

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What random wonders we hold within us for outer space.

Thanks for posting this one, Renee. I love the photograph you chose to accompany a timeless favorite of mine. One quickly transfigures and the Jack do lift...

Jack Kerouac: How to Meditate

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