I've written a book and I posted it online: http://www.magnetic-diet.com/book

As I sit and breathe my breath
I watch a thought through birth and death
They come and go, some perpetuate
Previous thought, new thought generates
Engine number 9 is mind
Pulling the train of thoughts behind
I am watches train come toward
But remembers not to climb aboard

When we dream, so real they seem, are we sure this is not a dream?
Now lets add to the confusion, is all the world just an illusion?
The seer inside me seems to know that all creation is just a show
A play of God that was arranged to keep all of us entertained
For our short stay upon this earth, and after death another birth.
For every lesson to be learned to this earth we must return
And manifest our soul's desire while evolving ever higher
Untill the self we realize and only God idealize.
Am I this bag of bones and skin and everything else within?
Or am I this heart so full of feeling, I must admit thats more appealing
Or am I this mind so full of thought, its logical, but I think not
No I am something so much more, a spirit being that yearns to soar
And merge into the one true cause a part of which I always was
This one thing I know is true, I am spirit, so are you.
This body's purpose is to sense its indended to experience
All of life's pain and pleasure yet self mastery is this life's treasure
For only once we master self do we obtain the cosmic wealth
The union that will make us whole intercourse of God and Soul

Special K

K is special so divine
She lies asleep at base of spine
By power of my concentration
And the depth of my meditation
Body and mind I must prepare
If awaken her I dare
Or else her might will overpower
And I'll be dead within the hour
Or at best I'll loose my mind
With no hope it to ever find
Once preparations are complete
Which in itself is no small feat
Years and years lifetimes or more
When all is pure down to the core
And you can hold your focus steady
Then and only then will you be ready
To awaken the evolutionary energy
Special K a.k.a. Kundalini.

Thats the title of the book I am currently listening to by Eckhart Tolle.  I am 1 hour and 33 minutes and 21 seconds into it and I will say that it is good.  Mr. Tolle's voice has a bit to be desired but hey, who am I to complain?