Re: 3rd Eye Wide Shut


whistler wrote:
that she didn't decide to school you on the workings of her
new 9mm Glock.

Ya, don't worry Whistler, i wasn't completely unarmed. I was wielding
my trusty Kyosaku Zen stick (withit's own velcro carrying case) in case
i had to pull it out and kill her eyes...

Kill Your Eyes
Zen Master Seung Sahn
http://www.kwanumzen.com/pzc/oldnewsletter/v07n01-1979-january-shzm-k...


(Holding up the Zen stick.) Do you see?

(Hitting the table.) Do you hear?

If you say you see and hear, you lose it. If you say you don't see and
you don't hear, you also lose it. Why? Seeing, hearing, winning and
losing, you must wake up from this dream.

Every day many babies are born, and they all have eyes and ears and
noses and tongues and little bodies. And because they have all these
things, they start crying, and they start suffering right away.
Sometimes they get wet and cold; sometimes they get hungry; sometimes
they get frightened.

And then they grow up a little bit and they learn how to cope with
these things and they become young children. And these children still
cry sometimes, and they get cold and wet. They still cry when they get
hungry sometimes; they cry when they get frightened. But they also have

another whole set of things to cry and suffer about: they start to
develop a little anger; they start to develop a little ignorance; and
they start to develop a lot of desires.

And so they grow and they grow, and they cultivate their anger and
their ignorance and their desires, and they become grown-ups.

So then something really wonderful happens: they get something else to
suffer about. The Buddha got it, and we all got it, and this extra
added-on suffering is: "What am I doing here? Why was I born? Where am
I going to go after I die?" And if you give it time, you'll start
suffering more and more with this question. And then you don't suffer
so much when you're wet or when you're hungry, and you don't suffer
quite so much when you have a lot of desire, or when you have anger.
And this question begins to grow and grow: "What am I doing here? Where

am I going to go after I die?''

So we all came here today to honor this final great suffering. We came
to honor a man who did a really good job at it. And we came to honor
ourselves because we have that same mind. So we came to honor this
mind.

Some of us have been cooking all day in honor of this mind, and some of

us have travelled great distances in honor of this mind. Some of us
have racked our brains all day figuring our what to say for a Dharma
Talk in honor of this mind (laughter). We've bought special flowers for

the altar and put some fruit on the altar.

So I ask you, what did the Buddha understand? What is Enlightenment?
You must first put down your desires, put down your anger, put down
your ignorance. Kill your eyes, your ears, your nose, your tongue, and
your body. Cut off all thinking and become empty. If you keep this
empty mind for just a little while, you lose yourself, and you stop
having this big wrestling match we all have with ourselves: "this is I,

my, me and everything else is outside there." So you lose that, and so
there's no more suffering, no more happiness; there's no more "I,"
there's no more "this," and everything becomes one.

But as Soen Sa Nim has said several times this afternoon, one more step

is necessary. So what is this step? There's a very famous kong-an that
says, "Ten thousand Dharmas return to One. Where does the One return?"
Once I heard someone ask Soen Sa Nim, "Where does the One return?" and
he said, ''When I am hungry, I eat; when I am tired, I sleep." This is
very boring speech. I think that everything you say that's just like
this is often very boring. That's a problem many people have: it's not
enough that the wall is white, and the cloth is blue -- it's too
boring. And so our practice gets us so that we tolerate this boredom
more and more, and we have more and more of what Soen Sa Nim calls
"enough mind.''

So slowly this mind where things become enough grows and grows. You can

stop making things, and everything is O.K. just as it is. If you keep
this "enough mind" for a while, one day you'll hear this speech: "When
I am hungry, I eat; when I am tired, I sleep," and it sounds incredibly

profound and very, very wonderful. And you hear, "The wall is white;
this cloth is blue,'' and that sounds profound and wonderful. And you
hear someone say, "Today is Buddha's Enlightenment Day, and outside it
is raining," and that sounds wonderful. Your mind just rests a little
bit. You accept things as they are, and you accept yourself as you are.

And everything is O.K. You accept your jealousy; you accept your anger;

and you accept your ignorance. Once you accept those things, then you
accept everybody else's jealousy, anger, and ignorance. You rest your
mind, and you just start looking at people for what they are; you look
at yourself for what you are. And that's a very wonderful feeling.

So we came here today to honor this mind. A little while ago I held up
this stick: "Do you see this?" I hit the stick on the table (hit): "Do
you hear this? Then I talked about Soen Sa Nim's boring speech, "When I

am hungry, I eat; when I am tired, I sleep." So I ask you: which is
better, my action or Soen Sa Nim's speech? If you answer me, I'll hit
you thirty times. If you don't answer me, I'll hit you thirty times.
What can you do?

KATZ!

Thank you all for your hard training.

namaste;
bodhi


{~*~} wrote:
"Post-fascism does not need to put non-citizens onto freight trains to
take them to death. Instead, it need only prevent the new non-citizens
from boarding any trains that might take them into the happy world of
overflowing rubbish bins that could feed them."
- Gaspar Miklos Tamas

This morning i saw a bumpersticker on the back of a white SUV that read
- "What would the Buddha Do?"

Before i could lean over and barf this Soccer mom and her 3 bratty kids
showed up with a shopping cart full of a couple hundred dollars worth
of organic food from the pricy (but trendy) Wild Oats Market here.

The thing is.....and this was the most horrifying - all four of them
were wearing the most godawful looking yuppie sandals i have ever seen
in my entire life http://www.crocs.com/home.jsp

jeeeze...this was going to be a rough dharma lesson i could
tell...either for me or the soccer mom...prolly for me because i felt
bile rising in my throat.

"Just keep in mind that they are the manifestation of the Buddha." i
kept repeating to myself over and over as i slowly crossed the parking
lot to approach them.

"What do you think the Buddha would do given the choice of walking or
riding a planet raping, gas guzzling, piece of crap like your SUV?" I
asked

I kept my arms apart and hand open to demonstrate my harmlessness
least the soccer mom flip open her cell phone and call 911.

She looked over at me and gave me a look like she caught a cockroach
crawling across her kid's Mulberribush trousers.

uh...oh...she's going for the phone.....

Instead, she shot me the most insincere smile i have ever seen and
informed me that she and her family had just seen the new "Al Gore
film" and somehow that fact was suppose to explain everything.

"Did you drive, or take the bus to see the movie?"

She gave me a look that would wither oil base paint and finished
loading her kids inside the gas guzzling Behemoth. Before the door shut
one of her kids said, "Mom, why is that man dressed funny?"


hey, at least i'm not wearing ugly sandals

namaste;
bodhi
http://psychedelictourist.blogspot.com


{~*~} wrote:
ahhh.....yesssss....
When the upper middle class "Buddhist Bourgeois" exit the fancy
resturants on the mall carrying their styrofoam encased 'doggie bags",
the backpacking bodhisattvas call out to them,

"Hey Brother, can I liberate you from your leftovers??"

LOL!!!!!...attachments........

namaste;
bodhi
http://psychedelictourist.blogspot.com

{~*~} wrote:
really? (spock eyebrows raised)

Drops of Jupiter (for Mike)

Now that Preacer Mike's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in his hair, hey, hey
He acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from his stay on the moon
He listens like spring and he talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me. Mike, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is over rated

Tell me,Mike, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Now that Mike's back from that soul vacation
Tracing his way through the constellation, hey, hey
He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

Now that Mike's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that he might think of me as plain ol' bodhi
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're
wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had...and me

Tell me, Mike, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me, Mike, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is over rated

Preacher Mike wrote:
The below missive was sent to the needed sources and server, then the source
blocked.
PM

To: Preacher Mike <amcardinal@xxxxxxxxx>
Date: Jul 31, 2006 4:49 PM
Subject: Re: 3rd Eye Wide Shut
try this, asswipe
http://www.bmeworld.com/tom3/Penectomy-Instruct.htm
{~*~} wrote:
really? (spock eyebrows raised)

Drops of Jupiter (for Mike)

Now that Preacer Mike's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in his hair, hey, hey
He acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from his stay on the moon
He listens like spring and he talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me. Mike, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is over rated

Tell me,Mike, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Now that Mike's back from that soul vacation
Tracing his way through the constellation, hey, hey
He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

Now that Mike's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that he might think of me as plain ol' bodhi
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're
wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had...and me

Tell me, Mike, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me, Mike, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is over rated

Preacher Mike wrote:
The below missive was sent to the needed sources and server, then the source
blocked.
PM

To: Preacher Mike <amcardinal@xxxxxxxxx>
Date: Jul 31, 2006 4:49 PM
Subject: Re: 3rd Eye Wide Shut
try this, asswipe
http://www.bmeworld.com/tom3/Penectomy-Instruct.htm

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