If you wish to have vast understanding,
you must have vast capacity.
To have vast capacity, you must let go of everything.
No clinging. Grasp then let go.
As long as you are partisan, you will have no party.
Only a small tribal dance of self-congratulation.
It's us against the world, we cry!
And feel righteous and vindicated.
An easy pawn for some clown king.
Small capacity means "we have no room for YOU here."
Fill in the YOU with those you most love to hate.
Self-identity based upon exclusiveness is small indeed.
No room in the IN.
Little tribal wars.
"In this corner we have the slack-mouthed dull-eyed right, dragging heavy clubs. In the other corner, sipping lattes and wearing ballet slippers and pink tutu's, the effete left."
"In this ring we have the christians vs. the atheists.
What? You can't tell the difference?
Well, each wishes to wear a halo."
And so on.
The "others" are always a stereotype but my side is real.
Religion, politics, and daily life become Wide World of Wrestling.
Your feel good is my feel bad.
You must not be like you are,
it is offensive to me.
How strange! There is no one here but us. All the rest is image.
Friday, December 5, 2008
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