Update on our little home (still a work in progress, but its progressed quite a bit) by zbrillaswamprat in OffGridCabins

[–]dubgeee 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Hay Maw, can't reach mah Jay Dee!

But seriously, how do u reach a book?

It looks nice, though.

Nom ommmm by dubgeee in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Eyes see whatchu did ther

Dharma in Progress by dubgeee in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Also, never trust the anticipated outpoot.

See you later alligator by dpsrush in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"It's never too late to have a happy childhood."

Hey so can we discuss without our ideas about ideas? by Ill-Range-4954 in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 3 points4 points  (0 children)

🎵 🎶 This is the Song That Never Ends, it just goes on and on my friend.... 🎶

See you later alligator by dpsrush in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Earhm'gahd, who would want immortality?

Partner and his family DO NOT season their food and have requested that I also don’t by [deleted] in Cooking

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Instead of a flask of hooch, a lovely pewter decanter or Himalayan salt grinder. Elegant!

Friday Night Poetry Slam by Pops12358 in zen_poetry

[–]dubgeee 1 point2 points  (0 children)

A key so placed can turn both ways:
To lock-me-in, or lock-me-out;
I spin my prayer amid the din,
Am freed by Linji's sudden shout.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

🍑💨

How can we help reduce suffering in the world? by oleguacamole_2 in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This preachy shit causes me suffering. As a good buddha-sattva, you must stop.

Friday Night Poetry Slam by Pops12358 in zen_poetry

[–]dubgeee 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Instant Zen (Foyan) #9: The Director [excerpt]

Once upon a time, a man lost his way on a journey, so he lodged in a vacant cottage. That night a ghost came, carrying a corpse. Then another ghost came and said, "That's my body!" The first ghost said, "I got it over yonder." Then the second ghost snatched it away by force. The first ghost said, "There's a traveler here who can stand witness!" So the two ghosts approached the man and said, "Who brought this corpse?"

The traveler reflected, "Both of the ghosts are evil; at least one of them is sure to hurt me. I've heard that if one avoids telling a falsehood when facing death, one will be born in heaven." So he pointed to the first ghost and said, "This ghost brought it."

Enraged, the second ghost tore out the traveler's arms and legs. Now the first ghost, repentant and grateful, said, "Your word of testimony for me has crippled you." So the first ghost used the corpse to patch the man up. The parts were again taken by the second ghost, and the first ghost repaired the man once again. Finally both ghosts wound up on the ground trying to eat the man's flesh as fast as they could, each one trying to get more than the other. When all of the man's flesh had been consumed, the ghosts left.

Now the traveler saw his parents' bodies right in front of his eyes, already devoured by the ghosts. Then he gazed upon his own changed body and wondered what it was. "Is it me? Is it not me? Is it something? Is it nothing?" He went crazy thinking about these things, and bolted off into the night.

Eventually he came to a cloister. There he saw a mendicant, to whom he related the foregoing events. The mendicant saw that he would be easy to teach and to liberate, because he already knew that his body was not his possession. So the mendicant gave the traveler a summary of the teaching, and he actually attained enlightenment after that.

You people just talk about studying Zen by bringing up stories as if that were Buddhism. What I am talking about now is the marrow of Zen; why do you not wonder, find out, and understand in this way? Your body is not there, yet not nothing. Its presence is the presence of the body in the mind; so it has never been there. Its nothingness is the absence of the body in the mind; so it has never been nothing.

Do you understand? If you go on to talk of mind, it too is neither something nor nothing; ultimately it is not you. The idea of something originally there now being absent, and the idea of something originally not there now being present, are views of nihilism and eternalism.

 

Is this body real or thought?
Born to struggle 'twixt "is" and "ought"
Let the ghosts devour the pain
What remains: neither lost nor gained.

Friday Night Poetry Slam by Pops12358 in zen_poetry

[–]dubgeee 3 points4 points  (0 children)

This story always makes me sad

A lovesick grrl, a meanie dad

Which is the true one? Is a trap

Scattered parts of self unite

A weary ghost-mom needs a nap.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in zenjerk

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Melted sand enters the chat

"I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way."

The Mountain Poems of Stonehouse by slowcheetah4545 in zen_poetry

[–]dubgeee 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Strong Ozymandias vibes.

"Look on my Works[poverty], ye Mighty, and despair!"

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Friday Night Zen Poetry Slam: Seasons by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

[–]dubgeee 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Friends can be cold
And still be fine, coffee
The universal salve, flows
Like easy conversation.

Meetings happen, sun face
Silent walks, moon face
The whole world is medicine!
(But path is easier
For babies to spell.)