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NIRVANA
also, called lovingly
ZERO ISLAND
his name was ...gnat... gnat was his name....He was so happy just to be....he was a 6 foot tall handsome afro-american man wearing a green jump suit and a white baseball hat with a peace sign on it.
picture it if you will ....gentle warm breeze...palm trees on a sandy beach.....a hammok and a little table with a drink and a full sack of grin seeds......made in the shade...the low surf sound makes a dull slowly pulsating roar....that relaxes his mind ..so grateful for this place ... he was alone....
ooo lord
when it would rain he would run to the tipi ....there he would listen to the rain as it hit the roof. .loaf around .feel entirely at ease picking his guitar and singing this silly song to boot .....
rain on the roof
daily he would tend the garden,,planting seeds . hoeing between the rows..pruning and harvesting. he grew mostly beans, zucchini, tomatoes, potatoes, bananas , and herbs and flowers and of course the grin plants.
in the evening, gnat would go to the beach and fish...harvesting only one mature fish for supper..he'd scale it gut it, filet it, then skewer the fillets and suspend them over the fire.. while he cooked gnat would take the offal back to the beach and cast it into the waters,,,nothing wasted...
he was happy ... it was getting dark. He reached for the sack of grin seeds . he popped one in his mouth.. Very delicous...Then he lit the hurricane lantern and curled up with a good book called "365 Tao daily meditations" by Ming Dao....which took him to bedtime, so he turned off the lantern and fell asleep fast and hard....
mornin came and he awoke as he did each morning with a smile. This morning he took his breakfast down to the beach to watch and listen to and feel the waves
killing some time
gnat had a clear mind...a new day ...a new mind
he popped a GRIN seed
and so the day passed peacefully...
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time passed without being noticed
until gnat knew it was time to go back .To leave zero island....he felt it in the air..
so gnat said goodbye with a smile.. . . . .he followed the old dirt trail up into the ego forest where everyone came from and returned to...........birth and rebirth...a nice sandy floor w ample spacing between trunks...at first the trees were stunted and short...not even up to the eyeballs...he walked up the sandy road..trees growing bigger..some were huge...majestic...hurting your neck to try to size them up...a sign read "HERE THERE BE GIANTS". and they weren't joking....on and on he walked up the path until he came to the end ...no trees on a sandy hill and the sunlight was plentiful.....a crow in the trees made a cawing sound 5 times...gnat smiled and planted his GRIN seed into the ground. Then he waited..