Friday, May 14, 2004
Chanting
They are chanting again. Make them stop. Make them stop chanting.
If I were a Buddhist where would I go? I'd probably go to the room next to my own, if I were a particular Buddhist. But I'm not particular. Or a Buddhist. You see, the problem I have with it is quite simply this. I don't believe in reincarnation. But that's too emphatic, which is exactly the opposite of what I'm trying to express. How about this instead: I don't believe I can believe one way or the other in anything beyond the beyond. Its like trying to guess what's in someone else's freezer.
Clear enough?
Well if it isn't then what I mean to say is this. It seems that if we have to do what we do on the faith that what we do will affect what we will do in some other body, then we're really just kidding ourselves. Believe it or not that does make sense. Just read slowly.
Why must we get all of eternity involved. Every religion seems to have to throw the baby out with the bath. Its such a bore. And Buddhism? shame! No certainty damnit!
Well, I'm generalizing. The particular species of which I'm now becoming familiar. I only speak of that which I know.
Here's my two cents. Lets make this rule: stick with the life that we know, and let's not pretend that we have anything to say about the others.
If you do that, I'll chant along.
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