December 24, 2011

Every Saturday morning i lie in bed and smile until everything past has become unimportant and i happy.

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December 24, 2011

A Western Jesus

A Western Jesus: Do not fret & worry about the past; you can change absolutely nothing about it. Pull yourself away from it, and be serenely happy.

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December 24, 2011

What if the world hasn’t always settled yet what happened in the past?

December 24, 2011

Hard Sayings

Jesus: Only love your enemies.

December 18, 2011

There probably is no God; but there might be something very much like him.

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December 18, 2011

The singular meaning of life is a deception generated by the twin misconceptions of an ultimate reason and the individual searching for it.

December 16, 2011

The Meillassoux Machine

A young Frenchman was the talk of his town. Every day at exactly noon he could be found strolling along the streets and, as the bells tolled, he would perform some novel & absolutely unusual deed no one had ever seen performed before. Sometimes it was almost nothing; at other times he would be arrested for breaking some law; but regardless, he invariably continued his aberrant practice.

One day, as he strolled down the street shortly after noon, someone walked up to him and asked why he behaved so oddly? He answered: “I have created a new contraption i call the Meillassoux Machine, which every morning invents an entirely unheardof act for me to perform. One day, i expect it will suggest a deed so unimaginably good, it will change the world for ever.”

December 5, 2011

Extraordinary Realities

The religious impulse is perhaps best understood today, as a desire for something extraordinary to break into ordinary existence. This “extraordinary” might be a God “outside” the universe who can and does intervene from beyond to transform our world; or it might be an extraordinary outlook & intuition: new, unusual practices and ideas that work to suddenly liberate us from the pervasive misconceptions of our inherited ways of life. However it is taken to manifest itself, the extraordinary must burst into the universe so that nothing remain the same after — our hope is for a pointed, salutary revolution in what we do and how we think.

This religious expectation for something extraordinary & new is nothing but the eternal intuition that our ordinary understanding of the world has always already built an invisible prison around us. We know there is much more to the world and life than what we see and have been told — but how are we to discover this inconceivable reality? The religious impulse is just this attempt to be free of the oppressive, mundane, ordinary world. When properly directed, it can be an unstoppable force for bettering our lives, for miraculously happening upon exceedingly better worlds.

The ordinary world against which religion must rebel is often that of science, the economy, ethics or politics; these make up a good but insufficient world that continuously traps us in its shortcomings. These realms are very real and must never be ignored or sidestepped by a religious outlook: the perspectives are in an important sense true; and yet, they are also myopic and oppressive in their simplifications; they have never been able to conceal their gaping, dangerous blindspots. The religious outlook must search for extraordinary solutions to the problems these ordinary views of the world cannot fix, escape routes from our always closed understanding of reality. But religious attempts will only prove successful if they can compel the ordinary world to accept their extraordinary solutions on its own terms. Though the religious inspiration is extraordinary, the solutions it offers must become conveivable, that is, they must transform the ordinary world as they are incorporated into it — at which point, of course, even better extraordinary realities must be sought.

November 8, 2011

Buddha’s self

An artist had been commissioned by the King to paint the Buddha. After many weeks of continuous work, the artist proudly presented es portrait to the King. The King exclaimed: “You haven’t painted anything!” The artist replied: “Indeed, the Buddha has no self.”
When the Buddha saw the portrait he smiled and then chided the artist: “I see your self all over the painting!” The artist replied: “Indeed, my self also is the Buddha!”

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October 29, 2011

Slices of reality

We live, think and act inside thin slices of reality. Another slice, intersecting at an angle the exact point where i now exist, might look entirely different from the ones i am used to. Its truths and goods will seem like foolish errors, if they are even comprehensible. We must learn to travel between these slices of our reality, speaking of one truth with opposite words.

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