Just the other night I was pontificating in a conversation with Chris about the First Noble Truth. (No wonder he wants me gone.) Chris seemed more enlightened than most men I have known. (Although that one guy who saw the fairy sitting on the bench in LA *thought* he was enlightened and went to lengths to tell me he was enlightened.) I guess even enlightened men go into crisis or maybe Chris's enlightenment was something I had projected onto him. Like I said, I'm not sure of much right now - this is life on the bosu, all out of balance with a core tight to the point where eating becomes difficult.
I thought the study of Buddhism was really difficult until one day, I read the First Noble Truth, slapped my forehead, and belted out a big fat duh! As soon as I read that truth about suffering, I thought, oh, okay, I get it now. We all suffer so let's just get on with our lives. I mean once we figure out that life is suffering, and vice versa, we all start at the same place.
(If we all start at the same place,why does a broken heart feel worse than cancer right now??
3 comments:
A broken heart is inflicted on you by a nasty, selfish, satan-worshiper with a lack of insight. Cancer is random shit.
You are my new buddhist she-monk. I revere you and your wisdom. It doesn't take much to imagine you bald, (I saw the pictures!) and orange would definitely suit you!!
Well crap, it may be Noble but that doesn't mean we gotta like it.
I prefer the self-delusional fantasy that I can avoid suffering most of the time.
Of course, this delusion doesn't work so well when things go down the toilet. But in between times, it's a comforting fiction.
There is a lot about Buddhism that I like. Loved the movie, "The Little Buddha."
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