letting go
It is going to be hard to let go an idea we have wanted to be true since the womb. An idea that that builds pyamids and cathedrals and comforts us when were gaze into the abyss.
But this idea is delusional; there is no reason to belive it, and a vast array of reasons to disbelieve it.
I step out of the comforting space and ask myself, does this delusion distract me, does it decieve me, does it waste time in this short life of mine?
What is this idea?
It is the idea that when I die I will not really die; that it won't really be the end. The idea that throws a scrap of hope to the begging question, there must be more to life than this?
There is no hope, all is impermanent, especially, most especially, these short, lucky, pointless lives of ours.
There is a path between the hopeless and the delusional...
May 6th, 2010 - 09:36
I’ve come to agree with you on this issue, somewhat. I haven’t exactly stepped into the realm of disbelief (as I was in-between belief and disbelief, or neither one if you prefer), but I’ve categorized rebirth now as a misguided concept from the start. At least, rebirth as it is taught now. The true key to understanding all of reality and what does and does not constitute truth… is Dependent Origination. This must be developed before we can appreciate the futility of some subjects; yet we do not develop this concept. It is beyond our control, and our understanding will occur or will not occur as the way of conditionality dictates. That we are here, associated in some way with Buddhism, raises the likelihood. That is all.