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Re: Beautiful article about Shikantaza
Don't just sit there.
…or sit elsewhere.
… eh wait … gone wrong again …
Sit, walk, be
lobster
Re: Funny Stuff
President Jimmy Carter, former President Ford, Henry Kissinger, a priest and a hippy were in a plane together. There was a storm, and the pilot rushes into the passenger cabin. He says, “we’ve been hit by a lightning bolt and the plane is going down. The co-pilot and crew are dead. Here are four parachutes, sort out among yourselves who gets them.” With that he bails out. Jimmy Carter speaks first. “As President the fate of the free world is on my shoulders. I’m sure you’ll agree I should survive”, and he dons a parachute and jumps. Ford speaks next, “well I never did anyone any harm, and I have a golf date next week,” and he bails out with a parachute. Then Kissinger says, “I am the smartest man in the world, I should live”, and he jumps out. The priest then says to the hippy “I have had a fulfilled life and am not afraid to meet my maker, go ahead my son”, to which the hippy replies, “but Father, there are two parachutes left, because the smartest man in the world just jumped with my rucksack.”
Jeroen
Re: Thoughts on Plogging: Mindfulness of Dog Poo, Beer cans and broken wine bottles
I’ve dreamt of your plogging equipment…
Jeroen
Re: Thoughts on Plogging: Mindfulness of Dog Poo, Beer cans and broken wine bottles
I tend to leave the recyclable bottles and cans alone for at least a week for those who augment their own income by collecting and returning such items. I'm also learning to spot and avoid bits of residential surveyor tape on the street to save me from uselessly fighting with that which is often screwed into the ground.
I find the most persistently littered locations are leading to and from local high & middle schools or any parking lots near any lunchtime food stores but even these spots are requiring an ever-reducing amount of the clean-up time than they did a couple of months ago.
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Re: Thoughts on Plogging: Mindfulness of Dog Poo, Beer cans and broken wine bottles
In Vancouver where I used to live, dog walkers sometimes could be seen studiously stooping and dabbing at the ground with a doggy bag beside their dogs poop, so it looked like they were cleaning it up, but were really just ghosting it while not being left with the task of actually having to carry it away. Fortunately, here in Victoria, that trick has not yet caught on.
You know, the Canadian koan of endlessly apologizing for breathing and wanting to be liked by everyone.
Not much different, I suppose, from watching my Mom, kick her dogs poop under some nearby bush while muttering that it was all about as organic as it could get, as she walked on.
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Re: No Buddhist Quotes
"As I have no Mind at least both of us are delusions."
Lobster to God.
Kotishka