Dirty Meditation

a blog by bj draKe

Dirty Meditation

Dirty Meditation

I once knew a man who smoked a lot.  
He was convinced that it calmed him down.
One day, I watched him smoke.
He inhaled, deeply.
Held it in for a second.
Exhaled.

Dirty meditation.

 

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