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today like every other day
Today,
like every other day,
we wake up empty and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty
we love be what we do. There are hundreds
of ways to kneel and kiss
the ground.
a choice between fear and love
The world is
like a ride at an amusement park,
and when you choose to go on it, you think it’s real,
because that’s how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up
and down and round and round and it has thrills and chills
and it’s very brightly colored and it’s very loud.
And it’s fun, for a
while.
Some people
have been on the ride
for a long time, and they begin to
question: ‘Is this real? Or is this just a ride?’
And other people have remembered, and they come
back to us and they say ‘Hey! Don’t worry, don’t
be afraid — ever — because this is just a
ride.’ And we kill those
people.
…We always kill
those good guys who try and
tell us that — ever notice that? — and we
let the demons run amok. But it doesn’t matter,
because it’s just a ride, and we can change it any time we want.
It’s only a choice. No effort. No worry. No job. No savings
and money. Just a choice, right now, between fear and
love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks
on your door, buy bigger guns, close yourself
off. The eyes of love, instead, see all
of us as one.
now, into a better ride. Take all that money
we spend on weapons and defense each year and, instead,
spend it feeding, clothing and educating the poor of the world,
which it would do many times over — not one human being
excluded — and we can explore space together,
both inner and outer, forever.
In peace.
read the love letters sent by rain
Every day priests
minutely examine the dharma
and endlessly chant complicated sutras.
They should learn to read the love letters
sent by the wind and rain, the
snow and moon.
enlightenment is not a disappearance
Enlightenment
is not an asexual, dispassionate,
head-in-the-clouds, nails-in-the-palms
disappearance from the game of life. It’s a
volcanic, kick-ass, erotic commitment
to love in action, coupled with
hard-headed practical
grist.