] distracting poems

[Guest guest]

Namaste Joyce,

Very good perhaps I should call my writing 'confrontational yoga', a

smack on the head to awake from the dream/nightmare? You say get him a

bride! Actually I have had two, my first wife died at an early age,

so I have a little experience there.

I'm sorry.

But I find interesting that your

solution to me is to advise deeper involvment with the senses,

illusion, and attachment as a spiritual solution,

On an ultimate level it is perhaps true to say no one here exists.

But, I am not writing to you from an ultimate level and so for me,

yes, you exist.

Yes, deeper in and deeper in again. I did not say 'attach'. I did not

say to do anything as a 'solution".

"The doing is done but no doer there.

The path has been walked but no walker is there".

The one who seeks solutions has the suffering of one who seeks solutions.

To be a husband or wife, mother or father, is to have the suffering of

husband or wife, mother or father.

To be a Seeker is to have the suffering of the Seeker.

Those who love have the suffering of those who love.

The one who seeks Nibbana has the suffering of one who seeks Nibbana.

The one who 'knows' has the suffering of the one who knows.

To be one attempting to free themselves from illusions is the

suffering of one attempting to free themselves from illusions.

A good person has the suffering of a good person, a bad person has the

suffering of a bad person. A fortunate person has the suffering of a

fortunate person, it is a fishbone in the throat as is the suffering

of the unfortunate person.

To be a sensualist is to have the suffering of the sensualist.

The one who believes in karma has the suffering of one who believes in karma.

The one who believes in no karma has the suffering of one who believes in no karma.

The one who 'has no fruits' has the suffering of the one who has no fruits.

The one being born has the suffering of one being born and the one

dying has the suffering of the one dying.

And so on.

Joyce

instead of nishkarma

karma, or I am not the doer, the fruits aren't mine. When we write

here we talk to ourselves also.....ONS....Tony.