We’d found a magical place, nestled just north of downtown LA. One that could calm even the most raucous soul to a silent simmer. At the Center for Self-Realization, it is made possible to find the kernel of yourself. The part of your own person that you barely hear, even when you’re trying your hardest to listen. With our ears to the pavement, all we receive is outside negativity, maybe a feared foot fungus. It is not the the external instability that we seek. Rather, it’s the self that’s hard to see which we wearily want.
Grateful for the short-lived rest, we uprooted our zone of zen and, later, zeal. It was one we would return to, again and again.
A piece of paradise in the City of Angels that few know exist.
More work to find than a TV set, remote and the flick of a wrist.
Find new cool places. They’re usually not far.
It’ll make you feel better when you head to the bar.
- 7Ply Epic