Monday, March 19, 2012

Buddhist Tales - Demons in the Desert

Farewell
Picture "Farewell" kindly provided by h.koppdelaney

There once was two merchants who wanted to do some business in a distant land, back then the only path was a narrow trail going through a desert.  Some say was the desert was haunted by man eating chameleon demons...

The two merchants were not detered...the first merchant Ali, convinced his friend Fareed that he should go first...thinking secretly that he could benefit from selling his goods first...Fareed agreed, for he did not have any attachment to going first.

Ali went off , as he entered the desert with his convoy, from the opposite end, approached another group of people drenched with water...the leader of the strangers was very friendly and spoke rather convincingly that within another hour there is a beautiful lake with crystal clear waters, with palm and various types of fruit trees, and it would be wise if they simply emptied out their water to save themselves carry it for another hour...

Ali refused at first, but then the Leader pointed to the animals and said angrily, "Don't you have any mercy for them? look how tired they are getting"

Ali was pursuaded by the stranger, and told his convoy to tip the water over...As they walked, and walked...they saw no water...they got so tired, so weak to move, that they collapsed...

The strangers returned, but not as people but in their true form, demons with razor sharp teeth, red eyes, and monstorous horns...the demons spared no-one including the animals...

Fareed started course a month later...and approached the same ill fated junction that Ali met with the strangers...the same water drench strangers arrived...when the stranger told him about the story of the lake, Fareed found it a bit odd, that there was a lake of water in the middle of the desert...he was disturbed by their presence and their over friendly mannerisms...he looked deeply into their eyes, and looked carefully at their convoy...many things did not look right, the eyes were a subtle shade of red he had never seen before...the shoes were dry, the caravans look empty...

He said to the strangers "thank you for your advice, but we prefer not to throw our water away, and we would like to get through this desert without stopping any longer"

The stranger persisted angrily, at which time Fareed, simply ignored the strangers, and signalled to his convoy to move ahead...as he left he could hear the strangers cursing him in some strange dialect...During the way he talked to his crew...he told them how he felt a strange sick feeling in his stomach as he saw them approaching earlier...and told everyone to be at their gaurd, that they could have encountered the man eating chameleon demons...

They came across the remains of Ali and his convoy...Fareed recognized Ali's caravan and his blood drenched clothes...

Fareed told everyone to stop, and they buried their friends...that night they stood gaurd...the demons did come, but as soon as they came, everyone came out, and started blowing on their horns...Fareed knew that the demons were scared of any sort of musical instruments...the demons ran away petrified...

Fareed gathered the merchandise of the first convoy and proceeded safely across the desert....

The moral of this story is simple...keep your gaurd up, be alert, be focused, there are many things or people that will rob you of your time and vital energy...there are many distractions, temptations and dangers...and the only thing you have is alertness, and clarity of your goals in life...one can waste half a life time watching TV, or overworking...one can self indulge in terrible harmful habits...all of these are but demons in the desert...

Sunday, March 18, 2012

I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees

My daughter begged me to see the Lorax...I thought ok, just another mindless animation for the kids...I was presently suprised by the story line and enviromental theme...

The story is somewhat what is happening at the moment in the world...where the world is at a tipping point...it is not  too far fetched to imagine that the world looking like a concrete jungle amongst desert barren lands a few hundred years down the track...unless people start caring...there is a old native american saying "Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money"

My 7 year old son was saying shaking his head with the 3D glasses on, "this is really really bad", when all the trees where chopped, and "poor animals" when they left the barren land....I found it difficult to hold back a tear at the end...

Here is part of the book from Dr. Seuss (The Lorax)

I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.
I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues,
And I'm asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs
He was very upset as he shouted and puffed
"What's that THING you've made out of my Truffula tuft?"
I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees,
Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please;
But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots,
Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits,
Happily eating Truffula fruits.
Now, since you've chopped the trees to the ground
There's not enough Truffula fruit to go 'round!
And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies
Because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It's not.

I am Space4Zen, I speak for the trees, and so can you!  Unless we all care an awful lot more, nothing is going to get better...Its not...

Friday, March 9, 2012

Tweet - A Strange Race

Office people
Picture "Office People" kindly provided by larskflem
I was part of that strange race of people aptly described as spending their lives doing things they detest to make money they don't want to buy things they don't need to impress people they dislike...
-Emile Henry Gauvreau

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Tweet - waves keep pounding...

ocean
Picture "Ocean" kindly provided by emdot

some times the waves keep on pounding...and you struggle to stay afloat...but then you realize that you should be picking the waves you want to ride, and when you catch it, ride it like there is no tomorrow...and all waves are just temporary....and in the depths of the ocean there is deep serenity...