Thursday, March 25, 2004
Cold Turkey
Although addictions such as cigarettes, alcohol and heroine may be difficult to overcome; in my opinion food addiction may be the MOST difficult of all to stop because you can NOT stop eating cold turkey! So, in order to help lessen suffering within the human body I have created an easy to navigate website called What Not To Eat.
Choices Narrowed Down
How can I be Buddha when I am so afflicted? Here's how I'll try: I will suffer for you. And then, in order to aleviate any suffering you may have I will offer you what I have learned. So your life will be easier. Listen to me. I don't like it any more than you do; trust me. Some products are useless while some others are priceless. Don't waste your dollars. Let me waste mine. I don't have any anyway. And I don't want any either. Money is dirty, doesn't taste good, can't give you a hug, won't listen when you need to talk. Can't. Can't satisfy me. So since I don't have any I can't buy happiness with it. But if I did have it I wouldn't buy love. I'd rather have the real thing. One subject to the next. Constant thoughts like waves of the ocean, rolling on in all space. Sometimes crashing. Learning to keep focus while keeping my chin up. Drowning in choices. Too many products. What to choose... nothing. Confused? www.capow.us
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Self Addiction
From Circling the Sacred Mountain- A spiritual Journey Through the Himalayas by Robert Thurman and Tad Wise.
"On arriving at Darchen, the camp at the foot of Mount Kailash, we begin the Blade Wheel of Mind Reform. The Blade Wheel is a symbol of critical wisdom with which self-addiction, the real devil of death, is terminated. And so it goes... "Yama, Death, is self-addiction, because egotism brings death. The way it brings death is not simply when I physically die. The way it brings death is that self-cherishing narcissism and habitual egotism cut us off from the rest of the world. They kill the source of our life and energy - our relationships with the rest of the world. They isolate our living self, pretending to draw energy from a nonentity, our absolute self, which doesn't really exist. That presumed absolute self, isolated from the rest of the world, is only a mental construction, a fantasy created in a vacuum that actually is not there. Therefore, we are always exhausted, drained, frustrated, dissaisfied, having to struggle to keep up the pretense of enjoying living in this artificial, self-defeating vacuum. Self-addiction is death because it is the essence of self-enclosure, the self-isolation that cuts off our living being from the interrelational weave of life. We are already dead when we are controlled by the devil of self-preoccupation. The Blade Wheel releases us by killing that demon."
I GET IT! I see it, I know it because I too am it. I would not recognize it if I did not. As I would not suffer if I did not love. Impossible.
"On arriving at Darchen, the camp at the foot of Mount Kailash, we begin the Blade Wheel of Mind Reform. The Blade Wheel is a symbol of critical wisdom with which self-addiction, the real devil of death, is terminated. And so it goes... "Yama, Death, is self-addiction, because egotism brings death. The way it brings death is not simply when I physically die. The way it brings death is that self-cherishing narcissism and habitual egotism cut us off from the rest of the world. They kill the source of our life and energy - our relationships with the rest of the world. They isolate our living self, pretending to draw energy from a nonentity, our absolute self, which doesn't really exist. That presumed absolute self, isolated from the rest of the world, is only a mental construction, a fantasy created in a vacuum that actually is not there. Therefore, we are always exhausted, drained, frustrated, dissaisfied, having to struggle to keep up the pretense of enjoying living in this artificial, self-defeating vacuum. Self-addiction is death because it is the essence of self-enclosure, the self-isolation that cuts off our living being from the interrelational weave of life. We are already dead when we are controlled by the devil of self-preoccupation. The Blade Wheel releases us by killing that demon."
I GET IT! I see it, I know it because I too am it. I would not recognize it if I did not. As I would not suffer if I did not love. Impossible.
Like father like lover.
Tonight my Dad acted just like my EX-lover. Couldn't go out to dinner and relax. Couldn't like his food. Couldn't like the service. Couldn't control his nerves. Jitter wreck. Tweak. Treat me like shit. But that's okay, he pays the bills. No. Not okay. I'd rather do without. Where is my blade wheel? I need to throw it at myself. Hitting my most deepest center. The center that is rattled by the men I love. I just love. Unconditionally. Does that mean be devastated? Suffering. Abused. Disrespected? Only if I choose. Certainly I see the issue. Yes, I accept it. Now about selfishness as a virtue. Sorry guys. You aren't taking care of me so I must. I must realize that it's up to me. I see. How difficult when they suffer so. Way too much compassion from me or in not in the right way. I can't go on living this way. I gave all my enegy away. Going back to Darchen, catch up with Tenzin and Tad. Maybe someday I'll circle Kailash outside of my head. Maybe I won't. Maybe I will after this life. Maybe not. As close as I can get at this time is right here. I'm out~
I see keywords everywhere! I establish a list of keywords for everything I see. Keywords, content and titles. That's what it all is.
Take a break. Circle the sacred mountain. Kailash. Free Tibet. Too late. China means hatred. Hate is the opposite of love. Love is all there is.
Here I come Tenzin and Tad. I'm ready to continue the journey. We're there. Darshen. The foot of the white mountain. Like my Siamese cat Mittens with his white feet. I called him strange names and spoke to him in tongues. Not glosselealia or however it's spelled. I called him names in Sanskrit, Hindi and Tibetan. Darshen, Darchempo, Namo, Nemo, Nemos. He was my teacher. He got hit by a car. Now there's a traffic light on what used to be a country road and I get stopped by it often and have to sit on the spot where I saw his dead body. My poor kitty. He was coming home from the fish market when Robbie Tuckers friend sped up to hit him. That *!"@#%&^. I bet he's living a miserable life.
Mental dictates physical. Think before you think. Posture dictates physique. Life is a pose in motion.
Oh yeah, by the way, have you seen my new website, What Not To Eat? You should. It's another of my attempts at "world peace". I believe that if everyone practiced extreme-self-care and did only what was in their own best interest then everyone would be happy with themselves therefore happy with each other and the world would be a happy peaceful place. You are what you eat. Go to www.WhatNotToEat.com and tell your loved ones, family and friends.
I'm out~ CaPow!
Take a break. Circle the sacred mountain. Kailash. Free Tibet. Too late. China means hatred. Hate is the opposite of love. Love is all there is.
Here I come Tenzin and Tad. I'm ready to continue the journey. We're there. Darshen. The foot of the white mountain. Like my Siamese cat Mittens with his white feet. I called him strange names and spoke to him in tongues. Not glosselealia or however it's spelled. I called him names in Sanskrit, Hindi and Tibetan. Darshen, Darchempo, Namo, Nemo, Nemos. He was my teacher. He got hit by a car. Now there's a traffic light on what used to be a country road and I get stopped by it often and have to sit on the spot where I saw his dead body. My poor kitty. He was coming home from the fish market when Robbie Tuckers friend sped up to hit him. That *!"@#%&^. I bet he's living a miserable life.
Mental dictates physical. Think before you think. Posture dictates physique. Life is a pose in motion.
Oh yeah, by the way, have you seen my new website, What Not To Eat? You should. It's another of my attempts at "world peace". I believe that if everyone practiced extreme-self-care and did only what was in their own best interest then everyone would be happy with themselves therefore happy with each other and the world would be a happy peaceful place. You are what you eat. Go to www.WhatNotToEat.com and tell your loved ones, family and friends.
I'm out~ CaPow!
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