Reload

Yes, yes, I suppose I could slam the magazine of a compassionate and equanimous composure over from the hypothetical, day dreamy brain game rack to the full on life style rack. But then what would I do...walk the world like some sort of urban Kwai Chang Cain?

Okay, fine, that's what I'll do....just move this puppy over... but wait....wait....I'm detecting a fault in the AE35 unit...there's a 100% chance my ideas of compassionate and equanimous composure will fail within 72 hours...

There is no decision, no sudden change of mind, to get me "there." I *am* there. It's right under my feet. This *is* one bright pearl...now....immediately.


See it?

Fooled Ya

I could put on a convincing show. I could suppress anger, and fein compassion, and dress just so, and speak just so, and tick off my eight fold path checkboxes...and not be one iota closer to realizing Buddha nature.

Better to be exactly who I am with as much authenticity as possible, fully wallowing in the three poisons, while I strive to uncover my Buddha nature, than to cover my true self with a Buddha nature costume.