Our Path

Our path is a lonely one,

And at times it is treacherous.

So much has been lost,

Ancient knowledge,

A Treacherous Path

A Treacherous Path (Photo credit http://mikesthailandtravels.blogspot.com/)

Traditions of teaching.

Mentors, what are they?

We are the generation

That must mentor itself;

Starting from scratch,

Sniffing for clues,

As to the true nature

Of reality.

Because our forebears

Have have been overcome,

Or neglected their duties,

To pass on the wisdom

Of our people;

And those who came.

And so we sniff for clues,

Scratch at the dirt,

Peek inside.

Avoid the prying eyes

Of a consciousness that does not accept

The underlying truths,

The self-evident realities,

Hidden in every corner,

That we don’t believe in;

And don’t see.

So now we know

Why we must hold onto each other

With all our might.

We are all we have.

The chain will not be broken,

Because we will not let go.

It does not end;

And neither do we.

The Best Kind of Fools – or – Knowing Your Place

The Fool Card

The Fool Card: Courtesy of http://john1135jesuswept.blogspot.com

The best kind of fools are the ones that are in a king’s court. I’m talking about the ones who are willing to act foolish to teach the controllers a lesson by downing themselves so the powerful think the fool’s thoughts are from their own egos.

The presidents, the prime ministers, the rulers, the kings, the élite, the puppet masters, and/or the controllers, of course, are dependent on our “foolish” understanding. Astoundingly, and even worse – often necessarily, they think our ideas are their great ideas once we impart these thoughts to them properly, simply because their massive egos won’t allow them to accept that good ideas came from other people, only from themselves. That is, unless they live in fear or love of those above or below them, in which case they obey or consider. The better way is obvious, give it, don’t take it.

Of course, the reality is there is no station and there is no train. We’re all peers in this tragic comedy called life. That’s why the “powerful” are the real fools in the end.

P.S. Thanks Lasse for asking me the good questions!

 

Theory on games, “The game of life,” and cheaters.

In my basically Buddhist worldview I see life as just a game, perhaps THE GAME. Simply put, games don’t matter in the long run.

That said, if you find someone who cheats at trivial card games (not in good humor) and such, you have most likely also found a person that cheats at “The game of life”. These are not fulfilling people to be around in my experience.