Aversion and the art of writing

Though experiment…what can be done tomorrow? Tomorrow becomes today when it comes. It’s the strangest thing. If their is no typing then this post doesn’t happen. Strangest thing right? Being enigmatic is a very specific luxurious skill a professional procrastinator develops to perfection. Passing hours deep in though about nothing, feeling the profoundity. My initial hope was this is what Buddhism was suppose be like. In my mind getting to the bottom of things. Irony of irony the bottom is simple and the emptiness isn’t a problem. With the Buddha’s instruction things outside yourself show themselves clearly… kusila or akusila. Simple as that. The problem comes from inside, the personal views and individual aversions, greeds and delusions. Not to mention the strange echo chamber these things produce in your mind.

Learning to meditate was so I could deal with the world and develope super powers. My present view is that samsara is as samsara does and that the problem with samara is between my ears and behind my eyes.

Samsara is as samsara does

Writing to keep track of personal pratice helps. Keeping a log of what I am reading today helps. Identifying paralleles in different works helps. Writing about the way the world should be doesn’t. Breaking that habit is hard. Not preaching is easy not silently judging isn’t. All the Stray thoughts sometimes go feral or rabid. What a though experiment or way to describe an unmindful state.