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Post Parables, Allegories, Fables, Koans Anon 04/30/2020 (Thu) 19:51:55 No.531
When my mind is troubled, I make a little story in my head to simplify my situation. When I share them with others, I never explicitly state the moral so they can take away their own. It's a very comfy thing for me, it's how I express myself like some people do with poetry or doodles. I think if more people made a habit or practice of it the world would be a comfier place. If any of you do something similar, or would like to try it, I'd love to hear what you have to say. Here's a little story I've been rolling around in my skull for a few years now: A long time ago, a man built a brick wall in a wild field. Those who walked past it would often say, "look at this great symbol of order in a disorderly world!" Many years passed, and the wall crumbled to a scarcely recognizable pile of rubble. Passerby would shake their heads and frown at the sight. "No matter how men may labor to assemble some comforting order, nature will work ten times as hard for ten times as long to return it to disorder. How tragic!" As the wall finally turned to dust, the earth sighed. How nice it felt to become that much more neat and round.
>>531 It might have been a while since you made this post but I have to say that that's a neat story Anon.
Hacker Koans became a source of educational humor among programmers: >A student was playing a handheld video game during a class. >The teacher called on the student and asked him what he was doing. The student replied that he was trying to master the game. >The teacher said, "There exists a state in which you will not attempt to master the game, and the game will not attempt to master you." >The student asked, "What is this state?" >The teacher said, "Give me your video game, and I will show you." >The student gave him the game, and the teacher threw it to the ground, breaking it into pieces. The student was enlightened.
A novice of the temple once approached the Master Programmer with a question: “Master, does Emacs have the Buddha nature?” the novice asked. The Master Programmer had been in the temple for many years and could be relied upon to know these things. He thought for several minutes before replying: “I don’t see why not. It’s bloody well got eberrything else.”
>>531 That as indeed s pretty cool story
>>531 The reason that the mind becomes agitated easily is because of the “gunk” that we have in our minds. All this “gunk” is there due to greed, hate, and ignorance. A calm mind can be compared to a clear, calm lake that made the surroundings serene. That lake could become undesirable, an eyesore, if one or more of the following happens. (i) A dark-colored dye is in water, (ii) The lake has boiling water, (iii) Water is covered with moss, (iv) Lake is perturbed by wind, (v) Water is turbid and muddy. Extreme sensual desire is like a dark dye. The attraction for something becomes so strong that one’s complete attention is on that. The mind can lose any control over what is sensible and what is not rational (or immoral). Extreme hate is like boiling water. We all have seen people who are so enraged that they are out-of-control. As for a "frozen" mind represented by moss covering the water, sleepiness shows just a symptom of a dull and inactive mind not exposed to dhamma. Then there's restlessness and brooding arising from high-mindedness (like from being "drunk" with power, money, etc) and low-mindedness. In most cases, because of the high-mindedness, one tends to DO lowly things suitable even for an animal. Either way leads to a scattered mind incapable of seeing right from wrong. Finally we have the tendency to do stupid things because of the ignorance of the true nature of the world. For example, the tendency to do immoral actions to get what one wants because this person doesn't know nor care about the adverse consequences of such activities.
>>1844 I lol'd. >>531 The head monk was meditating when a layman barged into the temple. "Father, your disciple is blocking the path" The layman and the head monk went out of the temple and sure enough - his disciple was lying on his back on the path. "I understand the teachings. I have become the path." The head monk stepped on his disciple, "This path feels a bit springy," and jumped up and down.
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There once was a young man who, as a child, had a great deal of hope and naive dreams of his contribution to the world. He fantasized of leading mankind to colonize the stars, he fantasized of being a great and mighty warrior, sword and shield in hand, and he fantasized of being a simple farmer working tirelessly on his crops. But fantasy was all he had, and he could not adjust to reality. So he, unconsciously, chose to drown his woes in purposelessness, gluttony and sloth, which wood only drive him deeper into his fantasies. There, however, he wood find the truth, hidden away among the deep recesses where Fantasy met Reality. He became Enlightened as to the nature of things, and found a tiny piece of hope to hold on to. He began having hope, and by praying to his matron, he found some degree of success. Now, he stands at a crossroads, where his Fantasy-Truth now must combat Reality, which itself is breaking down into Fantasy.

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