Wednesday, January 26, 2011

"Mix n' Match Spirituality"

You have such a hankerin' to find that special "framework" for which to see your 'self' and the world through. Some foundational filter for which to have it all make friggin' sense. And the post-modern spiritual magicians are happy to provide you their voodoo (for a fee, of course).

Whether it's Taoism, Christianity, Non-dualism, Integral Theory, Law of Attraction, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, you need a filter for which to construct meaning in your life. And all these post-modern spiritual programs promise some wonderful, death-defying outcome or reward. You believe if you could only find the right "path," and stay on it, you can discover your elusive "happiness."

But the ego-self has NO intention of ever finding anything. Realize that "seek, but do not find" (quote from someone famous) has always been your motto. You'll never find what your looking for, simply because that would end the looking...and then what would you do? Be "happy"?

Hahaa! I pity the fool...

So stop taking your silly programs and paths so damn seriously, while there's still time to enjoy your life. Because the only real path you're on is the one that has death as destination. So eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you friggin' croak fool! Ha! (and if you look closely you'll discern that every path is merely a means of evading or distracting from the THOUGHT of death).

So go ahead, play the games...but recognize they make NO difference to the only real path your on. Don't take any of this shit serious. However, since your an ego-self, you'll never be framework-free, so go ahead and adopt a new framework everyday. Today, I thought I'd be a Christian-Nondual-Taoist-Sociopath (yes, sociopathy is also a framework).

Tomorrow...hell, who knows! Maybe a Hedonistic Buddhist...

....hey! I like that one!

So go ahead, mix and match. Play around with 'em. Make up fun new rules for the whole family. Bring on more players!

Fookin' have fun, YO!

Just don't consider for a moment that it means a god-damn thing...


Artwork by Naoto Hattori - "Large Sticker Sheet"

9 comments:

  1. You know, I like this post...even the underlying tinge of bleakness in it. I like the Hattori art! I like all the images, but especially the mushroom. Has a sort of McCartney-esque feel to it.

    Wish I would have waited to see this post earlier. I would have left my response here.

    Blessings, Mike~

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  2. Whatever is happening is the path. People just can't believe it's so simple.

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  3. "People just can't believe it's so simple."

    Uh...hmmmm... but isn't that part of the "path"?

    ; )
    mikeS

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  4. "You know, I like this post...even the underlying tinge of bleakness in it."

    Bleakness???

    Dang Nahnni, I thought this was one of my 'happier' posts, Ha!

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  5. Well heck, Mike, now I look at it...mushrooms are kind of a happy thing.

    :)

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  6. Sorry, I have to know: where is the illustration from?? It's fantastic!

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  7. Links for all artwork is at the bottom of each post.

    Thanks,
    mikeS

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  8. Hi Mike,

    Your mention of 'fool' reminded me of this poem by Alexander Pope... famous line there at the ending. It may well tie in with some of what you are saying here. In any case, enjoy
    ~Eve
    (Neither a Fool nor an Angel, but somewhat happy nonetheless, lol)


    Such shameless Bards we have; and yet 'tis true,
    There are as mad, abandon'd Criticks too.
    The Bookful Blockhead, ignorantly read,
    With Loads of Learned Lumber in his Head,
    With his own Tongue still edifies his Ears,
    And always List'ning to Himself appears.
    All Books he reads, and all he reads assails,
    From Dryden's Fables down to Durfey's Tales.
    With him, most Authors steal their Works, or buy;
    Garth did not write his own Dispensary.
    Name a new Play, and he's the Poet's Friend,
    Nay show'd his Faults - but when wou'd Poets mend?
    No Place so Sacred from such Fops is barr'd,
    Nor is Paul's Church more safe than Paul's Church-yard:
    Nay, fly to Altars; there they'll talk you dead;
    For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread

    ~Alexander Pope

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  9. Eve,

    Wonderful Pope poetry...and it seems they've know this for centuries.

    I think I'll post this in the group. Lotsa "shameless bards" over there (including me)

    Thanks,
    mikeS

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