Philosophy of the modern world

 Look at me! Look at me! Aren't I something? Aren't I great? I live in the nice, safe, and easy United States! I don't really have to deal with real world issues! I sit down at home! I watch CNN! I read my x tweets! I am great! I am great simply because I am me! Look at me! My throat can make sounds! My brain is so brain! My brain makes me make throat sounds! Aren't the throat sounds great? They are my favorite throat sounds! Listen to my own throat making sounds! Ooo! Throat sounds! My throat sounds are truth, merely because I am making them! I can get out a sign! I can scream at cars! I can lie down in the street and pitch a silly little scream! Are you calling me crazy? You biggot! You are using truth again! Kkk!

Guhatthaka-suttaniddeso: Upon the Tip of a Needle translated from the Pali by Andrew Olendzki

  

Life, personhood, pleasure and pain — This is all that's bound together In a single mental event — A moment that quickly takes place. Even the spirits who endure For eighty-four thousand aeons — Even these do not live the same For any two moments of mind. What ceases for one who is dead, Or for one who's still standing here, Are all just the same aggregates — Gone, never to connect again. The states which are vanishing now, And those which will vanish some day, Have characteristics no different Than those which have vanished before. With no production there's no birth; With becoming present, one lives. When grasped with the highest meaning, The world is dead when the mind stops. There's no hoarding what has vanished, No piling up for the future; Those who have been born are standing Like a seed upon a needle. The vanishing of all these states That have become is not welcome, Though dissolving phenomena stand Uncombined from primordial time. From the unseen, [states] come and go, Glimpsed only as they're passing by; Like lightning flashing in the sky — They arise and then pass away

  

Naked Girl And Mirror

This is not I. I had no body once-
only what served my need to laugh and run
and stare at stars and tentatively dance
on the fringe of foam and wave and sand and sun.
Eyes loved, hands reached for me, but I was gone
on my own currents, quicksilver, thistledown.
Can I be trapped at last in that soft face?

I stare at you in fear, dark brimming eyes.
Why do you watch me with that immoderate plea-
"Look under these curled lashes, recognize
that you were always here; know me-be me."
Smooth once-hermaphrodite shoulders, too tenderly
your long slope runs, above those sudden shy
curves furred with light that spring below your space.

No, I have been betrayed. If I had known
that this girl waited between a year and a year,
I'd not have chosen her bough to dance upon.
Betrayed, by that little darkness here, and here
this swelling softness and that frightened stare
from eyes I will not answer; shut out here
from my own self, by its new body's grace-

for I am betrayed by someone lovely. Yes,
I see you are lovely, hateful naked girl.
Your lips in the mirror tremble as I refuse
to know or claim you. Let me go-let me be gone.
You are half of some other who may never come.
Why should I tend you? You are not my own;
you seek that other—he will be your home.

Yet I pity your eyes in the mirror, misted with tears;
I lean to your kiss. I must serve you; I will obey.
Some day we may love. I may miss your going, some day,
though I shall always resent your dumb and fruitful years.
Your lovers shall learn better, and bitterly too,
if their arrogance dares to think I am part of you.

Wedding music

 

Hedonism ii

 

Believing in Reality doesn't make you a biggot

 Believing in truth does not make you a bigot! It just doesn't! You can believe in the existence of reality all that you like! That does not make you a Nazi! That does not make you a Klansman! You can know what gender that you are! That does not mean that you worship Hitler! It does not mean that! Go ahead! Believe in reality! Go ahead and do that! You don't need to worry about that making you a member of the kkk! 

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