Baraka_Guru

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Xerxys

MexicanOnABike

that's great.

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LordEden

Nice, clears up so much for me.

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Iliftrocks

Illuminating

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bill hicks - "I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out."

Idyllic

I've been wrong........ ALL THIS TIME WRONG, all this effort wasted, oh whoa is me, DEAR GOD---- wait scratch that----- DEAR YUENGLING..... ah, I feel better now....

but if their is no God, no afterlife, then where to go when I die????
What is it all this living and suffering for,
will I never see my dead cat again,
that's so boring and mundane, death just ends it all huh?????

Yea, um no, I think I will choose to stick to my elaborate dreams of golden streams of non-fattening Yuengling on draft and all my family drunk and fishing together, with teeth this time, and all my pets and no more pain, YES, I will believe that it is worth something to live a good life and die with the dreams of eternal rest where happiness is no longer a full time job and where my simple reward for being a good person in life is to be reunited with those I loved.

I love people who try to fuck faith for the needy (sometimes faith is all people have), it just makes the greedy weaker, and meaner (death is your end), and the meek stronger in their faith, as my sunsets grow more beautiful and endearing at each experience, each and every one becomes recognized as the gift they are, I know where daily gratitude belongs in my heart and I thank that gift of living daily, for when my last day comes, I will be grateful just to have been blessed to live among mankind, that IS the gift of my faith, nothing more, nothing less, simple gratitude for my own existence, my own experience, sharing my life with mankind, the greatest creation I know and death, in my faith, is merely life after living within that greatest creation, our world.

You see, imho, mankind can be the highly evolved animals, with intelligence and compassion for all creatures on this earth, and still realize that science, as profoundly important as it is, does not explain all of life answers, I can do that, can you? TuG

p.s. cute site, makes one think. (you knew I would have to post something here, right?) Oh yeah, and I love Capitalism and the USA and what else many of you perceive as screaming ignorant redneck closed minded homophobe, sometimes labels are gods, do you believe in those? Labels that is...... if so then call me sugar, as I am happily the sweet icing on the cake of life, fattening if overindulged, and cavity creating if you don't brush me daily, and don’t forget to floss the crevices because unrecognized happiness leads to the pits, but I will be back, because everyone craves their just desserts, even atheists.

*maniacal laughter emanates around me*

also, the artwork “http://www.officialgodfaq.com/” should be recognized as such, art, as created by Alain Omer Duranceau, he is quite the interesting artist, you can view more about his work here: Alain Omer Duranceau –omgPortfolio

his work “100 ANS DE CINÉMA” 1995 is amazing too.

I know the damage “religion” has done, I also recognize the cohesive properties it contains and the usefulness of such when it was needed as a law before mankind began to grow through science. I know that religion is still used as a tyrannical weapon and I am saddened by what humans can do to hurt others or to force conformity for the sake of power and greed, this is not what I call faith. I really have very little use for any “organized religion” I have faith in organized love of the human experience and the hopes that one day mankind stops finding pleasure in another’s pain, empathy is a powerful sensation in my life, sometimes too powerful.

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p.s. I contradict my contradictions, with or without intention, sometimes.

Baraka_Guru

I like some of the positions taken by Camus and Sartre. It's in our realization of death that we are spurred to find meaning in life. Without meaning in life, then what's the point in living it in the first place? Life is about experience, and in that experience we seek meaning.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

LordEden

Decomposition

IE: Worm food. You can feel better that at least you are giving nurtients back to the earth.

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Baraka_Guru

Nants ingonyama bagithi, baba!

Or maybe you'd prefer Gaia?

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

LordEden

I like the name Gaia, all the cool video games from japan called the earth Gaia.

As for my view on it, I'll throw that into the ring when I'm not typing on my phone.

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Idyllic

BG… I am not trying to find meaning in life, life just is, imho. I am simply finding peace in death and attempting to validate the everyday enjoyments of living in a cohesive environment where we can share each others experiences. I don’t have to prove my ability (religion) to help the success of the human race, if I only even minutely succeed in the advancement of those finding peace and happiness in their own mortality around me, just because they can, just because life is worth the effort, then I have done the best I can to instill in those I love a life better that half the world where poverty of spirit is the real tormentor and the death of others is viewed as negotiable to ones own survival, I don’t negotiate death, I just wish to see life’s pain end, however necessary. I hate to see life suffer but I recognize that suffering to me may not be suffering to you. Faith, imho, is just a means to the end of a ride that does not devastate living it merely magnifies life’s beauty for what it is, an experience in being however fleeting that may be, being is in knowing life’s moments of emotion and beauty, even in pain and it is this knowing that is a reward all it’s own.


I'm not talking about the old roadside carcass, I was talking about that which made me, me (other than the chemical synapses in a bowl of jello), anyways as far as burial goes, I hate the thought of wasting land on a decomposing body with a garish headstone stating RIP. I was personally hoping for the burning pyre at sea, Norse, Celtic, viking "ish" aspirations, but I will settle with simple cremation and tossed into the bay to soak up some of that oil.

I very well know, "the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, the worms play Pinochle on your snout," my grandmother used to sing that to me all the time...

The Hearse Song (Worms Crawl In)

Decomposition rules the world, but that is not the solitude I seek, I know the biology of nature. It's the persistence work of positive thinking that fills my hearts' pessimistic nature with optimistic rosy shades to view through so my life becomes more than what most grow comfortable simply surviving. Faith is just my blessing of a peace that is yet to come for me so living becomes more than just simply waking up.

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Baraka_Guru

Well, I see this site as being along the same lines as the Atheist Bus campaign that advertised the slogan, "There's probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life."

I prefer to find meaning in life. I'm not going to find it elsewhere, and I'm certainly not going to find any of it when I'm dead.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

LordEden

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Baraka_Guru

...I'm not dead yet....

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Leto

all other issues aside, even with faith, where were you going to see your dead cat?

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You held my hand and we walked home the long way
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Baraka_Guru

Probably hanging out in Limbo with the Ancient Greeks.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Leto

and Chuck Berry!

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You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey
And I never saw someone say that before
You held my hand and we walked home the long way
You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr

http://dune.wikia.com/wiki/Leto_Atreides_I

Idyllic

Who's worrying? (and I love the way they cover their asses with the whole probably, why not just say, "There is no God" and be done with it, maybe there is the worry.... make me laugh)

What meaning did you or have you found so far in life that those who do believe in an afterlife or a god have not? (I really would like to know, enlighten me, seriously I am not asking this in a smart ass manner) Do you know the meaning of life? What do you think the meaning of life is? I recognize you as a learned man, a book educated and very well read man so I ask these questions with a curious mind as you may know things I could use to help my travels in this life.

How can you be so certain you won't find any answers in death? (just asking)

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You know Leto, I just don’t know, maybe the rainbow bridge will begin my journey (it helped when my 17 year old cat died to think he will be there waiting for me, no longer suffering, young and healthy the way I remember him) and the thought of reuniting with my grandparents who suffered physically later in life and died (I watched my grandmother take her last breath, fighting to live), and my cousin David who was killed in a car accident at 16, whose life was far to short, and His father (my beloved uncle) who died from colon cancer after years of suffering his sons loss. Maybe all my loved ones await me in heaven, or jannah, or samsara, or tian, or a loka, maybe simply nirvana….. whose to say, whose been there to tell me that is does or does not exist…..?

I just know that by living my life with the thought that when I finally bid farewell to my last breath I will rest with the now knowledge of simply being no longer in pain, and being with those I loved, gives me peace and fills my heart with something I just can’t explain. Experiencing my world through this empathetic nature that I seem to exist within requires something to look forward to other than just the seconds, and minutes, and hours, and days, and years that tick by, I don’t need a “God,” (however I do choose to believe in a oneness of human experience, I guess at times I call it a “God” if you will) I don’t need a religion with all its rules (however, I do believe that Jesus gave humankind a new perspective on faith that had not been experienced before and sacrificed himself in the name of “a freer form of love” so I respect him greatly), what I need is a – my own - “personal reality” softer then the one I experience now (call it my afterlife) and that gives me a daily peace which helps me survive this world of suffering for my family and for myself, and wear that “happy face,” (because as I have said elsewhere, sorrow is cheap and contagious) until I can finally rest.

Many times I actually experience that happiness, deep and pervasive, feelings of joy that lifts me both emotionally and sensationally physical and it is in those moments I realize the gift I have been given in just in the simple blessing of experiencing life, those ah ha moments when I say to myself, this is what it is all for, like the birth of my sons, or a breath taking sunset, or a hug from my mom, or the smell of a wild rose, or the sound of a rattlers tail warning you of danger, or that song that reminds me of my first love, or la petit mort. I have noticed with age that the more I recognize them the more even the smallest experiences bring the reality of just how sensational living really is and the “happy face” becomes easier to wear, less of a mask and more of a make up.

In death, I believe, I will be where I can rest without worry, without the knowledge of all the lives that I have and still do see suffering around me and those I don’t even know of but can feel somehow as I consistently wish the human race the same happiness, the same peace of a reality after death, as beautiful as life can be, for me, because living without the thought of one day resting in peace with love is just to much for me to handle. I recognize this could all be just my pipedream, but I like the smoky haze that fills my eyes, to me it seems clearer than a cloudless day (this isn’t just high thinking, not now). I WANT there to be a place where I can hold my loved ones and not feel their pain, where I can breath without the worry when “Murphy” will arrive and hand me the despair card, for myself preferably over somebody I love, you see, Murphy has been my lover for all my life, I have grown accustomed to his company. I feel the pain, I feel suffering, be it humans animals or others, I feel pain intensely, especially suffering pain, it physically devastates me to see or hear of others suffering. Just the realty of living my own life is eased with the vision of death that brings together all that is good about living, I just seem to feel to much of life’s pain sometimes and it becomes overwhelmingly heavy, too heavy to carry on and I get lost in attempting to understand why everyone does not feel the pain of others too (as intensely as I do). I always thought empathy was inherent in the nature of mankind, it has become even more painful to recognize just how much humans don’t experience each others pain, it frightens me at times, but all I can think is that IS the direction we are moving in, that one day we will ALL be able to realize the pain that our actions can create in others and that ownership of others pain is even doubly painful.

I grow tired of life’s pain so often that it just seems like a nicer world to live in where I can believe that one day I will experience something akin to floating without thinking at all, where I am surrounded by the soft waves of buoyant bliss in a sunset of no worries and a sensation of oneness with all that is nature and its cyclic abundance that creates the evolution of human existence. When I think of the world, when I think of life I picture a massive unending carousel where people simply hop on and off and then travel to other parts of the park for amusements thrill, it just makes the price of admission all that much better when I believe my friends and family are simply in another line waiting for me to join them and experience that ride too. Funnel cakes and cotton candy and children laughing, young lovers holding hands, married couples holding each other and old people sitting closely on the benches remembering when, just remembering when. Yeah, I believe there is more, I believe there is a lot more than just this short life…… why not?

Where do you think you go when you die Leto, the ground just seems like an answer that empties the park of the day’s memories, imho, but I know there are many who just don’t need to believe in an “afterlife” I’ve tried that route and it just left my life feeling so empty so I figured who is it hurting to believe there really may be more?

Oh and if you were talking literally where did he go, his ashes are in a little plastic bag, in a cheap white plastic box placed inside the pretty red box I carried his carcass to the crematorium in. His ashes are right next to my bed, creepy huh? (but his life is living in my heart, so deeply entrenched as to feel alive at times, moments where I can hear his meow and smell his cedar fur, but I could say the same about all the ones I have loved who are not with me, at times I can feel their hearts in mine, can sense their love and presence in a way that I cannot explain but just know they are still a part of me, creepier still, I know…..)

p.s. Have just now cracked that first beer so this was sober fingered, go figure?

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Baraka_Guru

They seem take the position I do, which is essentially an agnostic atheist. I don't believe there is a God, but there is nothing I can do to prove it otherwise. I do not claim to know that God does not exist. There probably isn't a God.

I cannot know this for certain, and neither can you. I do not claim to know things that others don't. Any human being can have the same experiences as I've had regardless of their beliefs. Though I will say that the sum of my experiences and my reflections upon them are unique. Others may share similarities, and common themes may emerge, but the universe has too many variables for a Unified Experience.

As one aspect of my beliefs/values, if you want to know the closest thing resembling religion that I would ascribe to/accept, read the Dhammapada if you haven't already. There are many things in there that relate to life experience, observation, and reflection.

I don't believe in a singular Meaning of Life. I don't look at meaning in life as a quest for a Holy Grail. I don't expect to have an aha! moment and be at peace when I've finally found the Answer to Life. (The answer is not "42," though I think we're a bit closer with, "Well, it's nothing very special. Uh, try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations.")

In life we suffer; we feel better about it if we can alleviate it in ourselves and in others. There are things that distract us from this, there are other things that shine light on this. That's a start.

I can't be absolutely certain. What I'm quite certain of, however, is that upon my death my "earthly senses" will cease to function. I currently depend on these for my life experiences.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Pearl Trade

All about faith, you unbelieving assholes!

Kidding, but seriously, faith is where it's at.

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I used to numb the angst with many a Happy-Frappey,
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Baraka_Guru

I have faith; I just happen to not believe in deities.

I was raised non-religiously.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Idyllic

I’ve always questioned this thinking as the needs for most to understand their own history and to try and explain their own existence seems to me to create some form of a “Unified Experience,” as we see today the continued growth of people wanting to know each other, that is a unified desire and humans wanting to get along, that to me is a unified desire, we do as humans (especially those who have a form of faith in humanities’ evolution toward “something” more cohesive) find a unified desire to help one another. As I have read a bite of the Dhammapada (though I will quote from wikip for brevity) I notice the core value of it’s teaching and the Unified Experience of goodness that I read over and over again in the most fundamental teaching of all mankind’s books that sing of oneness, peace and love, self respect and self regulation and the whole thy brothers keeper bit, that which we think we are we are, and goodness begets goodness, this sentiment radiates throughout almost all of mankind’s historically “religious” books of teaching, that is what I would consider a “Unified Experience” of mankind and what gives me the faith that something much grander is working within us to help mankind find peace in our experiences of existence alone.

Most today simply call it evolution of life but we did not have to evolve this way, warring as tribal man was, we could have long ago chose death for the right to control and nations of power and chaos would be the leading knowledge of the world yet love still seems to be the most cohesive glue that binds us all to one another, love of something more than just living, more than just lifes’ love of our humanness, love of more than merely surviving just for the sake of a second breath. Until we are taught hate, by those who would tyrannize for intentions of power, we simply love each other. As children without teachers, teachers who teach control of others as rewarding and necessary for ones own survival, if left to be untaught we teach ourselves friendship and cohesively living together and then we too create teachers who teach love and then we collectively place them on pedestals, but they are human too and fall to humans’ base greed sometimes, alas, those whose greed overrules their kindness, they lose humanities love and instead of teaching the dangers of life without a tail they convince others to go tailless (parable speaking), or even force them to conform, (the king wears no clothes), or create a religious doctrine to confine (though at one time it really was to protect). Will you be my friend, check the box, yes or no……if you say no most will simply find someone else who will say yes, until mom or dad or a teacher (religious or not) tells us we are not friends, we simply are, united, if for no other reason than that lonely is loveless and love is all encompassing, a unified experience, if you will. I’ve always seen people who are anger in life as those whose boxes got checked no more often and then wanted to punish everyone for their own inability to deal with rejection, who gave up trying and accepted lonely and allowed loneliness to become them and in a sense I blame teachers (in the sense that we are all teachers to one another) of society for creating

“132. He who seeking his own happiness does not punish or kill beings who also long for happiness, will find happiness after death.”

happiness after death, for in living a life that is filled with something (happiness, goodness), why not fill it with a happiness after death also, what does it take from life to believe that death can be a gift all its own, not a reward, a GIFT for living a long and suffering life where being kind is righteous, a gift for a tired body but a still hungry mind. Buddha believed in so much more than the simplicity of this life, mostly he was attempting to remove mans suffering through acceptance of suffering, which works, put on a happy face and your face will eventually be happy, but evolutions/revolutions/reincarnations and science has shown that sometimes a happy face just isn’t enough. (That doesn’t mean I don’t still do it , it seems logical to try to be happy if not for oneself than for those around you, appearance and reality eventually collide whether we want them to or not, though.

Much of this sounds to me a lot like “Unified Experiences” in life and the “good” way to live it. How can it be that man from the earliest times of history over and over again repeat in their ancient works, the reverend works, the same fundamental thought of human kindness and self preservation with the base foundation being caring for others, and education toward the righteous life of compassion and love, how does this not seem to be a “Unified Experience” because it sure seems that way to me.

Buddism is a beautiful ideology, philosophy, religion, you choose, but it to has its’ own rules and practices that one needs to follow to achieve “oneness” with Amitābha. (Light, pure light, maybe the light at the end of the tunnel, synapses popping, etc, unified experiences and all)

I don’t necessarily believe there is an answer to life either except to some degree that living that life to it’s fullest is the answer (within the means of not ever inflicting intentional pain upon others or the finding of pleasure in the pain of others), as you said, I won’t know the answers of death in life, duality unachievable, so for now life is the answer, death will answer it’s own questions, eh. But I’d have to disagree with you in that the answer to life not being 42, it just might (one must consider then question)…. and I too always think we get a bit closer to the answers, especially as we age toward death… BUT I really do believe that life is something special, something extraordinarily special, more special that anything else I’ve ever known, for without this simple experience of that special life, what would we even be acknowledging, mayhap we are already dead and that is why life is not special because to live a special life one must recognize the specialness of it.

Absolutely read a good book, read a bad book, read and fill your experience if life with your own emotions and through empathy others, walk/work you body, stretch/work your mind, expand/question your soul, eat drink and be merry but don’t endanger your carriage or the carriages of others, harmony amongst the most myriad instruments creates a symphony whose music rivals the insects nightly hum, whose sounds can even reach deaf ears on waves of visual beauty, even heads nodding create rhythm, the lightest feet tapping of billions of people can become akin to stomps, to the ground vibrating beneath our unified experiencing lives. Feet carry my body but my mind, my mind carries my soul, I can find other carriages for my body, whose to say there are not other carriages for my soul?

Singing to me, I hear you and smile and wish we could all suffer no more, but acknowledging that suffering gives as much as it takes in the human experience. I used to say, and still do at time, I like pain…. simply because it feels so good when it goes away.

“An Occurrence at Owl Creek” the mind is a wondrous thing and many a synapse will continue to explode after the pumping machine stops its pumping, what last synapses will fire for you, the moments story unfolding be they the pictures of your life or the movements into your next realities dream. I will walk over that rainbow bridge and fight for even little static sparkles to see my friends and family and I will carry this belief of that last moment of awareness until it is taken from me in death, but never in life my friend, I will not ever give up that simple gift that within those seconds, millisecond, where one machine empties its goods into the universe those electrical impulses may not be destroyed and maybe, just maybe, they carriage my memories, that which makes me, me - to the next zamperla experience. Faith means more to me that just trust, faith means life has a value more than the one simply defined as a collection of experiences, faith to me is the greatest gift in life and the most rewarding gift in death and I intend to cherish it here and open it there, even if it is only with my mind in those last fleeting seconds of gratitude for accepting it, for living it, gratitude for the “Unified Experience” of being the most minute part or the most minute second of reality, it WAS mine, my present, my gift and I am all the happier in living just knowing I got to even tough the ribbon.

My drinking for now kills a physical pain, actually it doesn’t kill it just helps me get over the mind-fuck anorexia, but hilariously the beer makes me fat which in turn reduces my fear of eating which then I eat more and get fatter and it’s this great stupid cycle that I need to break somehow, just haven’t found that golden hammer yet, it will come, it always does. I will not and do not drink to the point of endangering myself or especially my children, I am too much of a control freak to allow them the experience of a drunken mess (mom), I know that one, lived it. I poke fun about drinking (It really isn’t fun) but for now it is my monkey and my back is heavy not only from him but from the reason he is there, decisions, decisions, they are a coming and I am positive that the positivity of my pessimism will welcome me with cackling laughter until I grin and bear it. Que Sera, Sera, and a new chapter will begin; I look forward to reading it. I wonder if it will be a love story or a tragedy or a moment of enlightenment or a comedy, an adventure for sure but in the mean time my thighs are now touching and it is freaking the shit out of me to walk in a bathing suit, lol, how warped is that, though I am learning to love my body in a hateful way, amazing how life makes little sense of living and yet I laugh at my owning stupidity for what I think is making it all “better” or should I say “beerter”, I’m so mart, duh me.

p.s. I love reading all your adventures, I hope everyone is well and all surgeries and illness and physical interests find a way to lighten in your pains. Thanks again for allowing me to be a part of this family. Ya’ll can call me that crazy aunt nutty with the dead cat next to her bed. I would be that crazy cat lady if I weren’t allergic to them.

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p.s. I contradict my contradictions, with or without intention, sometimes.

Baraka_Guru

By Unified Experience, I mean that we don't have the same experiences. What I've experienced in life is quite different than what a woman in Afghanistan will experience, as an example.

I mentioned that common themes will emerge between us all. This is what the teachings of Buddhism addresses. Common good, common suffering, and all that. But experience is individual, as is observation, as is contemplation. Buddha warned against losing sight of "the masses" as one seeks one's enlightenment. He suggested keeping aware of others despite your own unique experience and path.


So don't misunderstand what I meant about Unified Experience. I simply meant that we don't experience the same lives. It's impossible to.

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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot

Merlocke

...but if God doesn't exist, then who pushes up the next tissue in the tissue box?

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LordEden

I do and I'm watching you use it.

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