The Temple of Doo: A Meditation on Letting That Shit Go (For Realz)

Let’s talk about turning your terlit time into some sacred-ass self-care. This is not some normie meditation - this is real, raw temple of doo enlightenment!



First off, set your mood. Maybe light a candle, get your phone ready with some chill tunes (or doom metal), and settle in for what might be a Noah's Ark situation: because that shit always comes in pairs.

Now, visualize all the stanky tea in your life - the greaselickers from Florida, that one dickhole who cut you off in traffic, LLF and their whole bullshit vibe, your bff’s golddigging spouse and their latest drama - all that narsty toxic waste collecting in your gut like some metric fuckton of emotional doit.



When nature calls (ad motherfucking nauseam sometimes), imagine all that negativity being sucked into what's about to exit your body. Whatever's been stuck in your craw, it's time for that Triple Wrap-Around release.



As you're sitting there in your temple of doo, breathing through whatever's happening (whether it's a corker or straight-up vile), remember: this shit too shall pass. Literally. And when it does, feel that physical and emotional release.



And if you're having one of those poop-a-doop moments where nothing's moving? That's cool too. Sometimes the best meditation is just sitting there scrolling through your phone while your body figures its shit out. IDC IDK IYKYK.