Charred Lung for Enlightenment!

The buzz doesn't go off the range on call of duty. Neither can an uncanny physique of faint lady appearing off the minds curtain. Life unveils the charismatic de-facto on a level you know less of. The control doesn't cease. Nor does our conscience of wanting what we wish for. The futile justice of politicians;  level of statesmanship and eloquence of their words doesn't do no despair. But well neither does a humming songs of amateur blokes elude our tempts. We are lost! just like the fading winds in the leash of loosing more; concerning less of whether we have more to give than to take from. The law doesn't stop; built upon the greed of natural evolution! The stage is on and it is yours to play!

The pact doesn't get any worse! A smoking monk? corrupted politician? biased journalist or untended repose of highest echelons!  The reasons hummed from the tums of note that monk doesn't have agreements with Buddha not to smoke. That reckons the slightest bits of our built in pseudonym in becometh what we never wished in. The distorted image wasn't built on a sandy mile; the century flukes turned it's massive inn down! The regency stands no gap on turmoil; the post off law hath come it shall be. Limits are just exaggerated facade! Sky is not a point. Lost in pangs of defining our narrow knowing; can emptiness be a relative usage? Journalists of biased sanction unfurls the note!

In the midst of adjunct focus, the culture abducts our freedom. And in yonder sense the sole reason for ethics! The relative tenderness of lone moment doesn't fray you on your freedom of self! The society is norm! The culture a civic rule. That's why our giant ancestors leveled a closest platform for us to be in. Civilizations; Organizations,  Parties; Gatherings are the plethora of means our giants gave shoulder for us!

Despair! The freedom tunes to best of one's leisure! Probably for one time nonetheless when you see a man with brightly colored "What Makes you Not a Buddhist" in his right hand and  the bulge of round cigar on the left! The clasp won't work! In the hindsight; was a question, A charred Lung for Enlightenment? The coffee wasn't doing the trick!  

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  1. As always, loved your post Tshewang :) beautiful one

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