Allen Ginsberg: "Dying, I do that every time I sit down on my Zafree [a meditation pillow], abandon my mind, observe thought-form fading, and the gaps between thought-forms, and breathe out my preoccupations. At the moment, one ideal death would be sitting on a pillow with empty mind.”
-- from a 1977 essay on how men of letters imagined the end of life by George Plimpton
"...abandon my mind, observe thought-form fading, and the gaps between thought-forms, and breathe out my preoccupations."
yeah, 'cept i would like to do that nestled in a sand dune while seeing The lake and partly cloudy sky
I disagree with the idea of meditation being like death, but I like the conversation. Ginsberg used to live by us in San Francisco when I was a small child, and we never knew he was anyone special until I went to college. He was just that guy who liked the same Mexican food. And now he's dead.
ReplyDeleteShould check comments more often, must have too many preoccupations, haha.
DeleteI have no idea what death is like, like nothing i suppose.
And, i've always thought it way cool that you were a young hippie girl back in the day; now you're a back to nature woman on a farm in Wisconsin.