Cooking the Perfect Dish

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The art of cooking is the art of

blending ingredients. Eating spices

by themselves is nasty.

Imagine eating a few spoonfuls of

just crushed garlic, black pepper,

oregano, and lime juice. But, if you

marinate a chicken in that mixture,

and baked it, everyone will say, Yum!

 

So, what is unpleasant by itself, if properly blended

and used, could be very good for chickens.

Here, in the Internet, a few chefs try

seasoning reluctant chickens with choice

unpleasantries. Of course, the chickens don't

like it. They get defensive, aggressive,

insulting, and even try to block the chef's

words. But think of it, can you block life?

If you can't handle unpleasantries on the

net, how do you expect to ever transcend

suffering? And what right have you to think,

you have made any progress? free samples,

and samadhis mean nothing. Staying cool

under fire, is a better indicator.

 

Of course, chefs are ruthless, they care little

about a poor chicken's feelings. They care

only about the perfect dish. Like it, or not,

you are a chicken under the Cosmic Chef's

knife, so jump in the pot, spread your legs

to the bitter herbs, and let the feast begin.

 

I know! Most chickens are not here to be cooked,

they come to strut, to cackle about the Self,

Cosmic Poultry Awareness, and other foul concepts.

Very amusing. What fun in the Nis henhouse! )

 

Pete

 

 

 

 

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Pedsie2

nisargadatta

Wednesday, April 27, 2005 5:59 PM

Cooking the Perfect Dish

 

 

The art of cooking is the art of

blending ingredients. Eating spices

by themselves is nasty.

Imagine eating a few spoonfuls of

just crushed garlic, black pepper,

oregano, and lime juice. But, if you

marinate a chicken in that mixture,

and baked it, everyone will say, Yum!

 

So, what is unpleasant by itself, if properly blended

and used, could be very good for chickens.

Here, in the Internet, a few chefs try

seasoning reluctant chickens with choice

unpleasantries. Of course, the chickens don't

like it. They get defensive, aggressive,

insulting, and even try to block the chef's

words. But think of it, can you block life?

If you can't handle unpleasantries on the

net, how do you expect to ever transcend

suffering? And what right have you to think,

you have made any progress? free samples,

and samadhis mean nothing. Staying cool

under fire, is a better indicator.

 

Of course, chefs are ruthless, they care little

about a poor chicken's feelings. They care

only about the perfect dish. Like it, or not,

you are a chicken under the Cosmic Chef's

knife, so jump in the pot, spread your legs

to the bitter herbs, and let the feast begin.

 

I know! Most chickens are not here to be cooked,

they come to strut, to cackle about the Self,

Cosmic Poultry Awareness, and other foul concepts.

Very amusing. What fun in the Nis henhouse! )

 

Pete

 

 

Ya got that right, skippy, I KNOW,

i was married to a chef....

 

and it wasn't pretty....))

 

I'm the soup now, and i weep for the beauty, laugh at the absurdity, sometimes

simultaneously, and live in my constantly breaking heart.

 

Pete, thanks for the reminder...