Hola mi Gente,
I had an awful, almost crippling headache today. I almost never get headaches. I don’t know how I held it together.
I had an awful, almost crippling headache today. I almost never get headaches. I don’t know how I held it together.
Everything is Everything
The fear of letting go prevents you from letting go of the fear of
letting go.
This is the doctrine at the heart
Buddhism. You see, my dear reader, it goes this way: you are a unstable
collection of coincidences held together by a desperate and irrational
clinging. There is no center -- no center at all. Everything depends on
everything else, your body depends on the ecology, your thoughts depend on
whatever conditioned debris floats in from the media, your emotions are mostly
from the reptilian end of your DNA.
Your intellect, dear reader, is a chemical
computer that can’t add up a zillionth as fast as a pocket calculator. Even your
best side is a superficial piece of social conditioning that will fall apart as
soon as your significant other leaves with the money in the bank account, the
economy fails and you get the sack, or you get conscripted into some village
idiot’s war, or they give you the news about your brain tumor. To name this combination
of self-pity, vanity, and despair self is
not only the height of conceit, it is also proof that we’re a deluded species.
We are in a trance from birth to
death. Burst the balloon and what are you left with? Emptiness.
It’s not only us -- this radical principle
applies to the whole sentient world. Dependent origination is not exactly
everyone’s cup of tea, I admit. But it does have a compelling point: stop for a
moment, still yourself, listen -- in other words, meditate just a little -- and
you will find yourself on a planet you no longer recognize. Those needs and
fears you thought were the very foundation of your existence turn out to be no more
than bugs in your software.
My name is Eddie and I’m in
recovery from civilization…
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