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Central Europe Review
Killing the Buddha
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AN ILLEGAL DAY IN THE HISTORY OF A SOUL
As a young man I went out and wrestled with the biggest, baddest problem I could find. What I did not solve I took to heart. The Weapon threw the gauntlet down at the feet of poor, bedraggled human beings. It demanded some change in the nature of the spirit; something that inspires the poet.
The central dilemma of this problem was that the nature of scenarios appeared very real if not probable. It provided a stop in the flow of continuity and, so, absurdity. Jarred loose in this manner, everything is up in the air.
Well, a young man asks, what is wrong with absurdity? It can be quite pleasurable from time to time since it removes huge amounts of responsibility from the being and signals that, perhaps, a possibility exists that didn't exist before. Perhaps we can create the world anew! This is one reason why youth is so attracted to absurdity and often wears it like an old bear skin. It hides and dances in the bear skin knowing what will meet it if it throws it off.
The world-as-it-is can penetrate deeply and disturb our sleep. The world-as-it-is rushes into the other possible lives and uses them shamelessly. It's a ghastly period without a doubt.
Why is consciousness so bold that it says, "ah yes, the end of the world, bring it on. I am tired of this life."
What does it gain a man to know the things we try to know in this world at this time? At the very least it's necessary to let it roll in and roll out and secure a relation to what rolls.
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