Tag: Poetry

I AM AN EXTREMIST

“I’m, an extremist…! Outside the mainstream, that’s me; – vegan pacifist! I teach peace and love; love your neighbor as yourself; turn the other cheek. Intellectually, everybody supports me; yet not in practice! Unconditionally – I love you and everyone. Extremist, I am…!” By BupSahn Sunim

THE REVOLUTION: LIVE AND UN-TELEVISED

“A revolution, but not fought with sticks and stones; – turning of the heart! A change from within only you can change yourself; – can’t do it for you! If someone needs help, then try your best to sort it; – if you can’t, you can’t! Most importantly, stay still and work on yourself; – […]

ZEN MIND, BEGINNERS MIND

“Like eager students, not wanting or rejecting; – willingness to learn! Nothing do I know, not a clue what’s going on; – the beginners mind! Beyond right and wrong, beyond doctrine or theory; – it is what it is! State of no clinging, attachment or aversion; – just being like this! If it rains, it […]

RIGHT VIEW IS NO VIEW

“Right view is no view, do not submit to figments; neither cling to views. Neither attach to the purified and bright-view. – no view is right view! Attach to nothing. free your mind from everything; – neither follow views! Let others have them; This Sublime Holy Path will – end all suffering! Right view will […]

BE AN ISLAND HAVEN UNTO YOURSELF

“Rely on no-one, be your own island haven; let the truth be won. Alone, this way please tend, when there’s no wise, prudent friend; – this truth defend! Refrain from evil, going alone is graceful; fools are unartful. Search all domains, none is dearer than your-aim; others are the same. Admirable friends, are the whole […]

LET POLITICS PASS YOU BY

EXPLANATION Of course these days Buddhists project their 21st century obsessions onto Buddhism and call it engaged-Buddhism, but Buddha wasn’t silent on politics. He said that monks and serious mediators should not get involved in politics [1] and only talk of the Dharma or keep silent [2]. Elsewhere Buddha outlined that one should not even […]

POEM OF THE AFFLICTED (TRAUMATISED)

“Like moths to the flame,it’s such a shame,trauma and her brain. Alone and scared by what they taught her, how some mothers treat their daughter, like a lamb to the slaughter. And once they scar her brain, her life will never be the same, she feels dirty like a drain. Trauma, guilt, hate and shame, […]