I aim to be a good friend.
I understand the need for balance.
I strive to be as hard working as you.
I would like to have tea with you, pick the place.
I would like to listen to what ever you are playing.
I went to kindergarten to share your dirt and germs.
We have the same God, i’m pretty sure we are made out of the same stuff.
I respect you.
- The Eastern Kid
I’m a fuckin Dick.
In my High School they had signs that said what is popular is not always right and what is right is not always popular. I live by this because it is unpopular. All Right.
I like bands that arent popular, you wouldnt know any of them. Not that i didnt ever like bands that are popular because i did, but they changed after everyone started to listen to them. So i stopped liking them. Most of the bands that you like i think are lame. Just so you know, i had their tshirts before you even heard of them.
I am really smart i dont even have to study, people that study and read are idoits, unlike me. I know everything because i went to a really good kindergarten, where they taught particle physics and stuff you couldnt understand and it was in germany where kindergarten was invented.
My god is closer to me than your god is to you. I am more psychic, have a higher level of Attunment because i am special. I take better care of myself. I wash my hair three times a day.
I have been to more places than you, i drank tea with the Dalai Lama in the PRC. Yeah you probably dont even know what the PRC is, yeah figures. I have even been to Canada, four major cities mind you in that country to the north. Yeah how can you compete with that.
I am so cool i only use the word rad, which is short for radical, while you are limited in your awe, for awesome!
If anyone doesnt like what i just wrote its because you are trying to be unpopular like me since that is what makes me popular. Like the Science Magazine.
- The Western Kid
uhhs
Sofa Surfing
My life is no folgers commercial, I am totallly fucked up.
I wake up this morning, and my first thought is that i should hang myself. It took ten min or so for me to realize the strength of that thought, how abnormal this is and now i feel like i am going to throw up. Seriously going to vomit. I almost want to cry but crying is for pussies.
Happy friday. At least it is nice outside, nice cool wind off the lake. My favorite.
WKSU out of Kent is have a special on mental health Tuesday during their health week. An interview i had might make a presence.
Also if you are interested in the Nami of Greater Cleveland lunch at Mortons Steakhouse, i will be getting an award for something.
Unfortunately due to scheduling conflicts i will not be eating at Mortons that day, so if they same my name cheer and i will be up there in spirit waving back at everyone with a half mast peace sign.
No seriously though, Cleveland State that day is having a film and panel discussion after the movie, out of the shadows. Its a daughters relationship with her mother and the mental health infrastructure. I hear its high grade premo-lifetime channel stuff, should be engaging.
Alright, i’m talking to this lady yesterday, Shes from California, like the TV. She is telling me she just flew back from Arizona because her 26 year old son died. There is a charge for 6200 for a funeral home.
I’m like are you seriously telling me this, so i look into my guide book, it says tell the customer i’m sorry for your loss.
Of course i instead ask, how did the he die?
So she says he had some prescription drugs and a bottle of alcohol.
After a very long pause she tells me he died in his sleep.
What the f—, He died in his sleep?
this book below, my atlas of economic indicators more enjoyable read.
Last night i became incredibly jealous, and i cried for some time.
Cried for my lost love with Leslie, lost structure.
I began to question my beliefs and thoughts.
i have never been so angry with myself
My hands were covered in snot, I couldnt figure out direction.
I lost my high level of intuition and intelligence.
All my past and present choices seem to have no weight or bias.
knelling, my face to the floor, my hands cupped, over my torrent of snot, tears.
I just kept praying for some explanation, some reasoning, some righteousness
this went on for some time and nothing
i composed myself, I wrote a close friend miles away an email.
Its helped for the duration.
so i did what anyone would do and reached for a book
purposely avoiding the ones for such times.
it was quasi science garbage, i put it back in its place.
Then i blindly grabbed an anthology of sacred prose
opening it i got an 8th century excerpt from an instructional manual
to be whispered in ones ear the signs of death.
“now the sign of earth dissolving into water is present, water into fire,
fire into air, air into consciousness….”
this i dont entirely understand what it is about.
so i go on,
“…..at this moment in time you mind is by nature pure emptiness….this is Dharmata, the female buddha samantabhadri. But this state of mind is not just blank empiness; it is unobstructed, sparkling, pure, and vibrant; this mind is the male buddha samantabhadra. These two - your mind whose nature is emptiness without any substance whatever, and your mind which is vibrant and luminous - are inseparable; this is the Dharmakaya of the buddha. This mind of your is inseparable luminosity and emptiness in the form of a great mass of light; it has no birth or death, therefore it is the buddha or immortal light. To recognize this is all that is necessary. When you recognize this pure nature of your mind as the buddha, looking into your own mind is resting in the buddha mind.”
it helped. I followed the directions, reading it out loud three to seven times, clearly and precisely.
First, it will remind him of what he has previously been shown by his guru,
second, he will recognize his own naked mind as the luminosity;
and third, having recognized himself, he will become inseparably united with the Dharmakaya and certainly attain liberation.
so of course its the from the Tibetan book of the dead.
out Huxley style.
This article i wanted to pull out in reference to some individuals that had questions of buddhism. Quick summation, this article came out in Feb 2006 wired magazine. Dali Lama gave a speech at the society for neuroscience annual meeting. In his speech he referenced studies at Harvard that showed that compassion meditation can increase the activity in the left frontal cortex, the part of the brain responsible for positive emotions.
Also as i sat in the lab waiting room a week ago Friday, i came upon this article. DNA is not destiny. Come on people i already saw Gattica.
I look forward to feed back on these…Let me know your thoughts on the power of prayer and meditation.