“Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships.”
— Sharon Stone
@how said:
What...are we all 7 years of age?I find it mystifying at how adept Buddhist practitioners can be at justifying just about anything they like doing by equating it to some confabulation of Buddhism.
Did the Buddha recommend moderation with
drug and intoxicant usage, animal butchery, dealing in weapons, slavery or fortune telling or did he simply say that these practices led to the creation of harmfulness.Anybody want to explain what the Buddha's harmlessness might be?
Who's willing to give Buddhism a whirl with their big boy pants on?.
Martial arts seems to bring out all the egos.
The path to the least harm is not letting yourself get beat up but nice try.
In fact it could be seen as idiot compassion.
Who's willing to defend their position without resorting to insults?
Is it acceptable? It is in my home.
My son Kofi (13) is involved in Shotokan, and daughter Adjua (12) will soon begin Kendo.
They both also are invited and attend the Temple/Monastery with me.
We have had positive and negative experiences at both places.
If it's determined to be unacceptable.....shall I warn the children that the Dharma police are coming?
@Santi said:
Hi Everyone
I am new here, sharing a little animation from Buddhism Now online magazine.
Thanks @Santi, the video reminded me a bit of this...
“My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.”
— Jack Nicholson
@IdleChater said:
Well, I don't think our dear friend is a Zen Master, or anything approaching it. He's a ...... lobster. Some people like his sense of humor. It's a bit contrived. I don't think that's a bad thing, I don't really care. But I don't find it funny.
The online Zen Master is everywhere, hiding in all kinds of disguises, just waiting to pop out from behind some seemingly-absurd text to surprise the unwary. May your path be lightened by his presence this morning…
@Lionduck you iz luxury inclined Buddhist. Tee Hee! I think I may go over budget on something for the sake of Tantric competence.
Maybe time to think of getting a camper van again? Don't think I need to go anywhere. Will have to get a yearly resident street parking licence. Maybe I can just get a white van and paint it in rainbow graffiti? Then I could call it, 'mobile dharma' and go and park outside Aunty Feds latest hideaway (I could literally be her 'dharma stalker'). Too naughty?