Let it Zen

Snow.
Black and white graphics.
Let me add a bit of sepia.
The sun has not been visible for four days.
Bruegel is in the heart.
Dali is in the head.
Bright night dreams is a slight compensation.
In two hours you would hardly recollect them.
You begin understanding the concept of reincarnation.
You feel the youth of the Human World.
Exile from Eden was recent.
Holy Shroud is not older than the Middle Ages.
Modern Chronology is holy shit.

Nobody wants the truth.
Jesus Christ has been crucified daily.
The Qur'an and the Dhammapada are screens
hiding something as plain as a nose on your face.
It's better not to know anything.
Knowledge kills mystery.

Ritual is the basis of magic.
There are priests, scribes, Pharisees, merchants of pills in churches.
But no believers.
Health is not respected. Especially mental one.
Beauty has been replaced by indulgence.

Coffee addiction.
Kafka-mania.
Fitness clubs.
Gadgets. Ultra-fast processors.
Empty eyes.
Mechanical people.
Imitation of love.
No Viagra no making love.

Actually I'm fed up with your artificial world.
The only way to change it is practicing Zen-Joga.