After listening to this while going to sleep last night (which was a fun experience), I wrote this poetic summary:
You’re tossing, turning, no sleep, no resting
I know a trick that will help you sleep; how?
It’s meditation, but hypnogogic
Now close your eyes, let the darkness shine in
And see the light that your mind’s eye creates
There’s blobs and bundles, there’s snow before you
Attention! look at it, watch it closely
I know, it’s not too relaxing, not yet.
But watch the blobs, like a counting shepard
The blobs will start to cohere, formless still
See shapes in blobs? Like the shapes in clouds, right
A lava lamp, but still nothing more than.
Feel bubbly flow- but relax? That’s a no.
Attention! Watch on, as depth aquires;
Dimension third, they are formless blobs yet.
Your eyes are focusing, closer, further
Your body’s talking, it’s biofeedback
You cast your eyes, they go back and forth now
Relax? Still not yet. Hold on! Almost there!
Until you get there, the coming guidepost:
The protodreams, now you’re recognizing
Some images, you see faces dimly
You saw it, but you imagined it too
See outlines, shadows, there’s paving stones, there’s
A teacup, lamps, an umbrella closing
They never last, their ephemerality
The sign you’re nearing to sleep, near dreamland
They brighten—colours and details living
You stop observing, you start engaging
Awareness falters, that’s fine, let go now
And drift into sleep
After listening to this while going to sleep last night (which was a fun experience), I wrote this poetic summary:
You’re tossing, turning, no sleep, no resting
I know a trick that will help you sleep; how?
It’s meditation, but hypnogogic
Now close your eyes, let the darkness shine in
And see the light that your mind’s eye creates
There’s blobs and bundles, there’s snow before you
Attention! look at it, watch it closely
I know, it’s not too relaxing, not yet.
But watch the blobs, like a counting shepard
The blobs will start to cohere, formless still
See shapes in blobs? Like the shapes in clouds, right
A lava lamp, but still nothing more than.
Feel bubbly flow- but relax? That’s a no.
Attention! Watch on, as depth aquires;
Dimension third, they are formless blobs yet.
Your eyes are focusing, closer, further
Your body’s talking, it’s biofeedback
You cast your eyes, they go back and forth now
Relax? Still not yet. Hold on! Almost there!
Until you get there, the coming guidepost:
The protodreams, now you’re recognizing
Some images, you see faces dimly
You saw it, but you imagined it too
See outlines, shadows, there’s paving stones, there’s
A teacup, lamps, an umbrella closing
They never last, their ephemerality
The sign you’re nearing to sleep, near dreamland
They brighten—colours and details living
You stop observing, you start engaging
Awareness falters, that’s fine, let go now
And drift into sleep