Which is more likely: That the whole world order is suspended, or that a Jewish minx should tell a lie? Christianity is a cult of human sacrifice; Judaism, Islam, paganism (why a small “p”?) are all based on some notion of superiority and suffering. Isn’t it true that placebos work? So go ahead. Really, what ever helps you through the night.
I like a little dope on the beach, whisky indoors, a long solo run, a scary night swim after a beer or two in cold water. You dig Jesus, Muhammad, Solomon, Buddha. Here’s the thing. Those folks were just dudes trying to figure it out. Just like you and me. No better, no worse. Just humans giving it their best shot (perhaps with a little more fervor than the evidence justified).
These were all talented, charismatic chaps who would test well on the MMPI and Meyers Briggs. Bottom line, they were just guessing too (not that they would admit it) like us. Not their fault that others born later thought it was a good idea to kill folks who did not follow their ideas lockstep, or saw it differently.
Don’t turn in your Christmas tree, skip Passover or Ramadan. Maybe just don’t hate/ridicule/disenfranchise me because I don’t see things your way?
Chill, have a beer. Watch a sunset.
We began when the sky was clean and ready for the sun and you could see your breath and smell traces of the night. We began every morning at that same hour, using what we were pleased to call the Nairobi Aerodrome, climbing away from it with derisive clamour, while the burghers of the town twitched in their beds and dreamed perhaps of all unpleasant things that drone — of wings and stings, and corridors of bedlam.
Design notions from Spain: The wounded bull seeks a forgiving, shady place in the Spanish ring of death, gushing blood and out of his mind in pain. Away from the sword, in this soft place of the ring, he is not yet mortally defeated.
Zen: Morphing our human bullring (the abrasive world of career and a thousand cuts) into sanctuary means eliminating clutter, abrasive electronics and yakking. Home must offer peace, soothing tranquility and a sacred personal space to recollect, self nourish and heal.
Querencia means protection from intrusion and demands. The outside world is not welcome. Unless invited.
To approach from the sea on a calm night is like space walking. An invisible force holds you and the shore comes out of no where to meet you. From a distance the black horizon first morphs into twinkly baubles, then shapes of churches, shops and streetlights materialize—-floating above a sea of ink. Smells of spice and grilled meat grow more intense as you weightlessly glide in.
Sailing from Porto Karas across the narrow bay to another town in Thessilonika one summer night. Silent and exquisite.
“I ruined my life by marrying the same woman twice.”
– Wm. Saroyan
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it just depends on who finds us first–we are always ripe and ready to be taken. Ruined lives are normal. Ruined lives are as common as the gladiola, the rainbow, the hurricane and nothing left in the fridge.
Buddha teaches that all life is suffering.