karma, a disposition
For fuck sake, give me a break!
This Buddha guy is a great guy, by all accounts.
Everyone says so, but really?
Eternal reincarnation!
Until you improve or get tired??
With due respect to Buddha, the great one, if we want to learn from each cycle, be it through will or soul.
Why forget, for fucks sake?
How do you learn?
By making mistakes dummy?
With no memory of other lives?
Then what is the fucking point!
Indeed!
Talking about infinitesimal points in this universe?
Which we weren’t
But what the hell let’s go for it!
What is you?
Is there an eternal me?
Is will, me?
If will, is eternally reincarnated, is it an alien presence?
Assuming that will, is part of me!
Charting my journey, as a salient being through life.
Then discarding ME!
The bugger!
For the next incarnation!
Would you believe it?
Obviously, no principles!
Alternatively, is there an eternal ME, whether through will or soul!
The soul is rejected, as it cannot be a cognitive apparatus, the brain is, while it has breath.
So, saith the great one!
Yet will, the sneaky bastard, must have cognition?
To decide, when and how to intervene in the impregnation process in humans, to chart the next journey of your karma.
Imagine?
A sea of wills, floating somewhere.
Jostling for the next impregnation!
Waiting for the eternal opportunity, to intervene in the conscious world.
If there are parallel worlds, why reincarnate in this one?
Or are other worlds not conscious as we know it?
Surely, this is a construct.
For Buddha, the conscious world is continual suffering.
A disappointment!
As the senses lead us astray, to sadness, a continual sadness.
A world or sorrow?
GET REAL!
Who can witness the dawn, dwelling in this world of endless beauty.
The swaying sea, the convulsing surf!
Indeed!
The beauty wrought by man, the eternal creation of wondrous music, the art of unrelenting human creation.
Technology creating new platforms for this eternal creation.
So, you then design the beauty that shapes the life experience.
What of love!
The lesson of Buddha!
Is that we can be bloody better than we are.
It is within our power.
We can be better by meditating on the beauty of conscious existence and how to perpetuate it.
Surely this is good karma.
It’s gotta be?
Dwelling on the sorrow of existence, is only a downward spiral, a mechanism to force people
to obey?
A threat?
My corporeal entity, conceptualises thought, beyond the senses.
Do I, ME?
Exist independently of this cognising mechanism?
Fucked if I know!
Energy, just transforms, mutates, as my life force leaves my cognising mechanism,
how does it exist, or is it just absorbed into the cosmos?
Feeble idea at best!
We emit the energy of a bloody light globe for God’s sake!
Get real!
Mankind has conceptualised about the beyond, a heaven, a hell for people of the book.
A finite existence limited by the WORD.
In Buddhism, an eternal reincarnation harkens to the infinite, if YOU WANT to return or have earned another go?
Implying an eternal will that is you!
In these multiple, different corporeal entities, they all continually forget.
Surely, not a great premise for humanity!
A fucking waste of time, if you ask me.
Which you didn’t.
Indeed, is existence a political mechanism or construct?
Those bloody politicians!
Is this just a rationalisation to give the suffering poor, a hope of a better existence beyond this world?
To suffer in silence, in this one?
For the wealthy and powerful, the threat of a return to the cycle, can be daunting.
Possibly a return to poverty and powerlessness?
Heaven forbid!
To the wealthy appeasing the next world for their sins in this one, is critical!
The earth is littered with Churches, Mosques and Buddhist temples.
The plains of Pagan are full of them.
Monuments to fear, of punishment in the next life, just part of their insurance policy for the afterlife.
The fear of being mortal, it grabs us all.
And so, we arrive at the unknowable.
The eternal nothingness.
That is everything.
For fuck’s sake, what more do you want!
You can now relax; there’s absolutely nothing to worry about!