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- Herausgeber: Books on Demand
- Kategorie: Religion und Spiritualität
- Sprache: Englisch
The texts in the book are dedicated to all seekers. The seekers know that the identifying search should be broken off. The compulsion to search for the ego keeps coming back endlessly. The ideas of one's own person and the identification in liberating teachings usually arise endlessly and over and over again. We get caught up in new thoughts all the time. Meditation and contemplation help: to free yourself again and again, to dissolve the mental hardening and aberrations again and again. Exploring the mind openly and freely with these short narratives and aphorisms can perhaps be a little help on the path of life.
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Meditations, narratives, poems, koans, enlightenments, contemplations, self-experiences, and aphorisms on Zen Buddhism, zazen, samadhi, ikigai, bodhi, karma, wabi sabi, self-discovery, selfishness, and Buddhas.
Contents
The days
1. The days
2. Wealthy
3. My attitude
4. Everything
The tooth
5. The tooth
6. Good sunday
Especially today
7. Especially today
8. When a
9. In the north
10. The greeting
11. The obstacles
There are friends
12. There are friends
13. The fertile soil
Fun again
14. Fun again
15. The daring ones
16. Playful and well
17. Our future
18. The words
The beloved
19. The beloved
20. Beautiful thoughts
21. Boastful
The fear
22. The fear
23. Without sleep
24. The little worm
25. The worst
The day
26. The day
Round
27. Round
28. Hard sounds
29. The day
Flowers
30. Flowers
31. The sun
32. Of course I am
Take care
33. Take care
34. Summarize the day
35. The day
36. At last
37. From being
We will see
38. We will see
An eternal Buddha kill
The days
1. The days
The days have passed and I have not always been happy. For years I was familiar with the wishes of the Buddhas around me and hoped to be able to absorb them and still think of them. Buddhas with hearts and well-intentioned joys did me good, and it was the whole new story to think about, or even more to think about. Always a new story, the old stories, new experiences and results did not exist, or if they did, it was only in my head. Drinking and eating remains, is good and has and quickly brings peace. So seen and believed in new stories, always believed. The thought that bit me has sharp teeth, the wound in the brain does not bleed. Let's make more beautiful stories. Nightmares don't need support. And the days have passed and a new day is here again. Time has me and that's good too. I am caught in the lies of stories and I stay in meditation and maybe that's why I love it. Are you me or am I just me in this story? I don't want to make it easy for myself, tomorrow will be different than today and the question is what remains. It doesn't matter, because everything is always new and the small parts of the present that are perceived shine differently than others, especially the good ones. Happy, that is a thousandfold beginning for all stories. Finding and trying. In the beginning, there was the pain that bored into my head and was also funny. Who could blame me for not being talkative and also thinking about enlightenment? The worst part was listening, nodding and pretending to understand. Doing something good for the other person, pretending to him that you have found a friend, making him feel that you are in good hands, and going crazy yourself. A constant lie, there's no end to it when you're trapped inside yourself. Saying goodbye to meaning is especially comforting.
2. Wealthy
Wealthy yet beside himself, the Buddha used fate as an excuse. Inspired by beautiful ideals, the next sense was recognized and properly polished, one must shine and that is a goal. The first young thoughts have become a strong tree that already bears fruit. Maybe it is the nonsense that keeps you alive, that gives you the taste and helps us survive. Prosperous, the Buddha in you and your destiny, everything shines and produces fat when fertilized. The earth drowns and artificial abstinence becomes part of this idealized world. It makes sense. The short sentence of the essential is abbreviated to death, it is accomplished, the hands are joined, the laughter hangs and the sad are right, what is it again, do you have me or what is or do we reject it? The sadness gets shorter, the sentence is finished and the smart ones make a nice rhyme out of it, the day has a sound, the night fear remains.
3. My attitude
My posture became more and more relaxed, the shoulders slumped and I could admire the other life, the other sun and the good monks. The bald head reflected the whole world and the nose turned against the wind. On what day did I not buy a pair of particularly beautiful glasses to keep my composure? The suns illuminate my other life and I am in love with awakening. Look into the near future when you grew up. Have you done well? Then you must have become happy. Breathing in made us pause. Heavy vapors fog our brains. Loss takes hold of me. Extraordinary days hit me. The crisis is beautiful. I am drunk. Everyone understands the past. The future remains - days and evenings pass.
4. Everything
Everything that is - is not true for me - and did not say anything - what is not there - we ask and we have one - and we guess - it is not in the I - I am gradually in the is - the day is tired and I am not there - and my mind is no longer there - it is only wasted in the brain - and everything is so good - it is just so, as you think - and the day is wasted again - look famous - crawl into meditation with praise - the future is different - we have won and yet have nothing - then it was night - the famous look has become different - the night is not always different - want and have - the writing has become smaller - and there is so much to read - well done and lost in the hand - everything is nonsense - try not to understand anything - go home and be the night.
