Thursday, 6 November 2008
I came to this word after some CNN dude was blitzed up on election night and tossing around enlightenment this and enlightenment that. So I looked at this comment….absence of desire or suffering. Apparently, some folks have reached this level of life in the past couple of days, and working off some imaginary drug that makes you dump desire and suffering.
I sat and pondered this state of mind. Did I really want to have an absence of desire and suffering? Would I be better off without desire and suffering? Would I be motivated to dig septic tanks, feed the horse, or paint the barn without desire or suffering? Will I feel better attending school without desire or suffering? Will I live a longer life without desire or suffering?
At some point in my pondering, I came to a mental wall….brick….and I just wasn’t bypassing that wall. It’s called the wall of desire and suffering. I discovered that I need desire and suffering….to make my life complete. Without either, I’m basically empty and just gazing around in awe of nothing special.
Without desire, I don’t achieve anything worth discussing. Without desire, I can’t dream of great essays, writings or philosophy. Without desire, I’m not going anywhere.
With the loss of suffering….I’ll never have a measure of success and failure. Without suffering, I’m living a marginal life. Suffering gives me an appreciation of everything I achieved or accomplished.
So I looked back at this CNN analyst and his description of people having reached enlightenment….and I feel so sorry for them. These people are empty shells, with no life ahead of them. And the funny thing is that they actually wanted this feeling. So it goes with life in America….living the life of enlightenment and really in pitiful shape.
ANARCHISM: You live in Gadsen and own two cows. One day, the cows come up and let you know that they are Republicans and cannot work with you any longer....cause you are a Democrat. You talk softly to the cows, but it just don't work....so finally they leave for Mobile and form up a new situation down there.
BUREAUCRACY: A long time ago, you actually owned two cows. The government had three lines of rules about cows, and life was good. Then the government added four pages, and things got a bit tough, but you lived on. Then after a couple of years, the government had forty pages of rules and laws over cows....and you still tried to run things. When the postal guy finally delivered the 300-page cow handbook that the government wants you to read....you took both cows out to the back field and shot both of them. Later, you filled out state paperwork and claimed both were shot by local hunters in your field.
You had two cows and wrote each day about the cows. One day, someone rewrote your efforts and indicated that you had six cows. You corrected this. Then they came back indicating that your cows were pure-blooded Brazilian cows. You corrected that. Then they came back and insisted that your cows were brown and you corrected that. Then someone from Brazil wrote and tossed out your comments....suggesting that you were a hot blooded bull. You finally deleted this entire effort in Wiki, and later tossed the computer out into the field.