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    dots Submission Name: Intro into Meditationdots

    Author: TD
    ASL Info:    34/f/Aust
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 92/81/21
    Words: 171
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Let me preface this poem by saying that I am in fact an advocate of meditation. However, while recently pursuing a weekend escape to collect my thoughts etc., it occurred to me that upon return from my escape I would face the same roller coaster of routines, problems, gripes etc.

    Anyway, I won't go any further into this as I would really like your ideas, comments and interpretations on it. :)

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    dotsIntro into Meditationdots

    We leave the concrete urbanscapes
    for the tonic of weekend escapes,
    we queue for harmony, meditation, tai chi,
    where Christianity is no longer in vogue.

    But when the weekend draws to a close
    and the ambivalence of our beliefs
    peeks from under a scourge of self-help:

    relaxation goes on respite
    tranquillity tussles
    the green man becomes a ghost
    our bonsai bombs
    the heart crystal cracks
    and harmony harps back to whose turn it was to wash up.

    One in four suffer from depression,
    while two in four live in destitution,
    and our parents talk of the good old days
    as McDonalds pin-ups starve and rampage.

    Disassociation is now all the rage,
    a by-product of the business of living
    where celebrity poster-children
    are idolised for bedroom videos and fashion.

    Ideals infected
    Passions ration
    Hopes mope
    Futures fizzle

    One in four reaches for plastic
    to pay for yet another escape
    or quick fix, a sixty dollar an hour course:
    an intro on how to meditate.

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    "A scourge of self-help", this is a cracker line! And the whole piece reverberates with this anti-mantra.

    Yeah, there's something sick out there, and despite the initial facade in this poem, it's obviously not the remedies your dissillusioned with. It's the attitude behind it. The idea of the quick fix, which in our current lifestyles is no different to the practice of popping a pill to make the troubles go away.

    These are the reactions of the desperate, grasping for something that will break us out of the monotinous fear and loathing that percolates around us, in our own minds.

    Yeah, this speaks directly to me, as i've been once again wrestling with my own desperation again. Interestingly though, part of my toil has been the fight against the desire for a quick fix. A book i have reread recently talks of these feeling as being wholly natural, and the urge to relieve them quickly as being a missed opportunity and a denial of the natural process. For an escapist these are hard words to hear.

    At the same time, i've done retreat things before as well, and when they work (you've really got to give more than a weekend) i've really felt revitalized - and leaped into the washing up with gay abandon! Actually, that is probably the best measure of how i'm feeling, whether i really want to wash up.

    Back to poem though, there really is a strong sense of bitterness here, permeating throughout. About lifestyle itself, about the lack of harmony in modern civilizastion, which actually emphasises the message that these alternatives offer. Interesting point to think about is that maybe they are really trying to offer a real alternative to city life, rather being just a high cost urban retreat. Every time i've escaped my urban routines i've found this to be true - despite not practicing any hippy crap at the time, unless you think of golf as meditation.

    Aside from the theme, this was really well written too, it meanders a bit, but more like a boxer dancing around, occasionally delivering a sharp jab to the jaw.

    Looks like we've got a fav :)

    | Posted on 2006-03-20 00:00:00 | by Abzy | [ Reply to This ]

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