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begottaum · 9 months
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“Our original Buddha-Nature is, in highest truth, devoid of any atom of objectivity. It is void, omnipresent, silent, pure; it is glorious and mysterious peaceful joy — and that is all. Enter deeply into it by awakening to it yourself. That which is before you is it, in all its fullness, utterly complete. There is naught beside.”
- Huang Po, the Zen teachings of Huang Po
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zegalba · 1 year
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The Longmen Grottoes (龙门石窟) 'Dragon's Gate Grottoes, or Longmen Caves are some of the finest examples of Chinese Buddhist art.
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elinerlina2 · 3 months
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The Leshan Giant Buddha, a 71 m tall statue built between 713-803 AD in China.
The massive stone sculpture became listed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1996.
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ananda14 · 2 years
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To Begin Anew: Tender Work
To Begin Anew: Tender Work
TABLE OF CONTENTS #1 Since You Are Me After Listening to Tiokasin Ghosthorse…4 Long Gone Chicago, For Fred Hampton…5 (First appeared in The Rookery, 2021 For Greta…7 For Jacob… 8 The Courage We Need…9 Who Will Explain?…10 (First appeared in NYC Festival of Human Right Art Journal, 2019) Bullied, a History…11 Resurrection….12 (First appeared in Snapdragon Journal of Health,…
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lucidpast · 5 months
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Above: Example of Prawn Meditation
From Zen and Zoology: Finding Buddha Nature in the Animal Kingdom, 1979
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boyjumps · 1 month
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" Even if the whole Himalaya mountain were turned into gold, it would still not be able to satisfy the desires of just one person. Human desires are limitless. Knowing this, you should have peace of mind. " Buddha (Udānavarga 2)
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yoga-onion · 4 months
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- A message from 23 nights temple -
“Do not be ashamed if you are incapable. Feel ashamed if you are capable but don’t try.”
-二十三夜堂からのメッセージ-
“能力がなくても恥じることはない。自分に能力があるにもかかわらず、挑戦しないのであれば、恥ずかしいと思いなさい。”
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lionfloss · 1 year
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Giant Buddha from Leshan, the largest stone statue of Buddha around the world, 71 metres tall, Sichuan province, China
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orofeaiel · 4 months
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Random Forest Shrine
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pieceofmindeng · 7 months
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lonesomedotmp3 · 27 days
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for @philcollinsenjoyer <3
Joan Chen as Hwei-Lan Gao-Ma in Saving Face (2004)
"Is that how you speak to your ma who worked nights so you could eat? Who stayed in labor without painkillers so you wouldn't turn dim-witted like your cousin Jimmy? Had I known you would grow so ungrateful I would have held you in!"
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söul ritūäls -:- @earthjournalbyawildrose
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zegalba · 1 year
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Sensoji (浅草寺, Sensōji, Asakusa Kannon Temple) is a Buddhist temple located in Tokyo, Japan.
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endworldbroadcast · 18 days
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The most likely answer is probably 'depends on context,' I know, so please choose the one that applies most often. I would appreciate it if somebody reblogged for a better sample size because, like, three people follow me... lol
Additional question that you can elaborate on if so desired: are you 'neurodivergent' in any way?
Personal unnecessary schizospectral commentary that spurred this question, feel free to ignore:
In my personal case, it's almost always the last one. If I talk to someone directly I'll either quote them directly/append to a reblog instead of tag-rambling.
I'm obviously not Normal about how interaction is conducted though so I'm not comfortable using myself as a standard of evaluation: I'm almost always 'talking to myself' even when I'm talking to someone directly. Like, in my head if you say something to me and I answer you I don't 'feel' like I'm talking to you even when... I'm directly talking to you... I feel like I'm talking to myself out loud and incidentally another person sometimes hears me.
I feel like this makes even the most basic conversations with me very cumbersome because it's difficult for me to account for my self-speaking quirks like inside references, pronoun confusion, and an overall 'odd' and maybe even aggressive/rude tone. I've been told before both online and offline that I often seem 'surprised' or 'cagey' in a conversation as if a stranger suddenly approached me... even if the conversation's been ongoing for a bit.
I have a lot of perceptual weirdness that obviously links to this [ the whole 'other people are all the same person' and other anomalous time/space experiences which makes me sort of uncertain about the existence of myself or other individuals even when they're literally there ].
Anyway, a particular schizoid/avoidant case study that I read once that stuck out to me all this time was this person talking to somebody, and then they left while the other person was speaking without warning to get a notepad since they wanted to write down something the other person was saying. When they came back, justifiably the other person was angry and confused on why they just walked out.
It hadn't even occurred to the person who got the notebook to tell the other person 'Hey, I'm gonna get something first, be right back'—like even as they were already talking to that person they operate as if they're 'alone'.
That's a specific scenario not necessarily fully relevant to the question I asked above, just sharing it as the context of what made me think of it to begin with. lol. It may be more of a 'discrepancy' between me and 'tumblr culture' however.
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jpegbydewirs · 5 months
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Tian Tan Buddha ✨
Jul 25, 2023. Lantou Island, Hong Kong
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mayasaura · 1 year
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I don't have the book at hand to quote, but what struck me when I was reading it was John going desperately from how he had to make them his hands and fingers!! to keep them!! he IMMEDIATELY segues into how he's so sad he had to feed the revenant beasts his fingers to keep them away :( it was so awful that they made him do that :( like he makes them possessions then having objectified them he justifies having to destroy his Things to keep himself safe. which I think is where he and Harrow are going to diverge. (noting that they've already taken very different tactics as far as the order of what gets kept safe)
It's the very next line! This quote picks up exactly where the last one left off:
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That's definitely a legit way to read this passage, though it's not the way I prefer to. I mean. Hypocrisy found in God, fork found in kitchen. Come on. But yeah, that's an undeniably fucked up trajectory.
More seriously, I see John's chapters of Nona the Ninth as a confession, rather than as a justification. It's not meant to be coherent or consistant, just emotionally honest. He's expressing how he felt in the moments he made his decisions and asking to be understood, but he's not asking to be affirmed, or forgiven. "Just as there can be no forgiveness for me," and all.
The way in which his story does make sense—the way he's choosing to frame it—is fascinating for what it shows about John and what he's so deeply afraid of, in his heart of hearts. He loved them, and he sacrificed them, and then he sacrificed them again, but at least they didn't leave him.
And yet even in his confession there are still levels on which he seems to sincerely not understand what he's done wrong—mostly surrounding the autonomy and personhood of other people. Like you said, he objectifies people. He loves them as extensions of himself, because that is the only thing he understands as being real. He has no peers, as he is God. His closest friends are his fists and gestures, the fingers on his hand. As necessary to him as a limb, and losing them cripples him, but he doesn't understand them as people in their own right at all. And that lack of respect and understanding leads to him treating them horrifically.
It's kind of sad, in a way. Not to jump tracks completely, but the way John loves reminds me of this quote from episode 55 of Welcome to Night Vale:
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It's presented in the context of a romantic couple, but it works more broadly. lt seems like the only way John knows how to love is by subsuming what he loves into himself, becoming one. Leaving him once again alone.
What's interesting is that he appears to know this about himself. Right in this quote, he directly compares himself to the Resurrection Beasts. Revenants that crack open worlds to eat their souls for sustenance, then pack the dead shells onto their exteriors to become part of themselves. As he sees it, the difference is that the Resurrection Beasts will eventually be satisfied. He won't be.
As for the parallels between John and Harrow, I don't think we need to look for where they're going to diverge. I think we can point to where they already have. And it's a fair comparison, to a time before John was God.
Look at John's reaction to his cult schisming, here:
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He loves his friends, but he doesn't trust them. Deep down, he believes their love is conditional. If he fucks up, if he's caught slipping, if he admits he's wrong, he'll lose them. He's terrified of anyone finding out he's flawed, of the ugly parts of him being known, because he's certain anyone who sees that part of him will leave. He's gone ten thousand years like that, compounding lies to make them stay.
Harrow has a similarly harsh expectation of herself, but she's already taken her leap of faith, and let the mask drop. She's told the people she loves exactly who and what she is, with the full expectation they would punish or abandon her for it. With the full expectation Gideon would kill her for it, in the pool scene. And Gideon embraced her. She confronted Ortus with her failings in the River, and Ortus comforted her, and still chose to stay and risk his life to save her.
The people who loved John would have done the same for him. Did do the same for him. They stayed through his breakdown, they stayed by his side until it killed them, but John could never let his guard down enough to trust that they would have done it just for him. He couldn't submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.
This is all, of course, working with the basic premise that the way John treats people is horrific, and he did have all the opportunites in the world to stop. He could have taken that plunge any time in the ten thousand and thirty-something years he's been alive, if he'd been strong enough to accept the consequences or believed in the rewards. It was all so fucking avoidable, but here we are. My favorite kind of tragedy.
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