Hey all, Just wanted to say I'm still alive . . And this is going to continue. I must finish what I start. :p Also, I'm thinkin about...
Be silent, and you will hear all things, In yourself, Be silent, and you will hear yourself, In all things.
sorry . . . duplicate post . . .
I question a lot too . . . I think these 'awakened' ones sorta point things out about yourself. They point inwardly. A teacher merely points...
Buddhism says: There is suffering because there is desire. Why do we desire? When can we be at peace? When we are at peace inside. . . One does...
Well take Buddha for example. He told his 'followers' that he was only human, and that anyone could do what he had done, be as he was. He even...
People hogwash . . . does the hogwash concur with the originators of the religious order?
As quoted by a friend, "Aren't there acts of love and empathy, even some great acts, that are driven by ego? not completely, but by a desire to...
I was reading Karen Armstrong's Buddha today, and I thought this quote was appropriate for you. :)
[ . . . Hey all, this is just an essay I did for English class. I just finished writing it . . . ] The Autumn Chill The day began warm. I left...
To end this cycle is to begin anew. Whether or not you are forgiving someone out of your own desire for alleviation, or for compassion, this is...
Why is it interesting? Is not the meaning of Guatama's words something other than prophetic?
Quiet snow, cozy morning. The windows are glowing a white that lifts you up, cloudy skies fade away to the shimmering lights, exquisite...
The goal? I suffer, what must I do to end samsara? The endless cycle of conflict? The sorrow? There must be hope. I suffer, and I wish not to...
The smoke blew east. As far east as it could. It layered the skies like the omen of death it was, warning those beneath its cold underworld to...
Sorry, the first statement of the thread "How does one not feel anymore" Was a question posed. . . And the rest is the response... Not on...
Precisely. Just being open to the wind that passes through. Not latching onto this or that. Just flowing. Just being.
Thankyou White Feather :)
Oh such imagery in the mind! :) It feels like a dancing painting. You get me?
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