Yeah, a Buddhist walks up to a hot dog vendor and orders a hot dog. The vendor asks, "What would you like on it?" The Buddhist responds, "Make me One with everything."
I haven't made up my mind about thinking yet... it can be useful at times, especially during contemplation on the One. Other times, thinking can be a real pain, especially when we start to think we are our thoughts. Too much thinking... take a break sometimes, listen... see...
Thinking is never free. It's based on beliefs, memories, and habits. It can never be new. It can never be the present. Which is always new. Thinking is the past.
That whole exchange was pedantic! Totally. Not a piece of originality to it at all. Where would your love be when your husband or wife is gone, your house is forclosed upon, and you are left in the streets to fend for yourself? Love is easy to proclaim when you have comfort to uphold it. Love is so carelessly tossed around and very few people really understand it. This exchange should be proof that neither of you have a clue.
To know is not the same a understanding. You can read all the Spiritual books and not understand a word of it. Action speak louder than words. Everyone for himself.
There can't be light without dark, but I can choose which way I wish to turn my head. In other words, I can look upon light while accepting that darkness exists.
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I do not know what love is.
Where have you been looking for love?
The 64 million dollar question!
Very funny. :)
The billion dollar answer:
Outside myself. Everywhere except within.
I'm not trying to be funny.... I'm serious.
Where?
I've been laughing since.
The past!
"looking for love in all the wrong places...
Looking for love in too many faces"
"Beautiful faces and loud empty places."
Love in the fast lane!
In places I've been to.
Loving for the sake of being loved will only get you so far some of the time.
Loving for the sake of Love is the key to happiness.
Love without expectation that someone/others love you in return.
To give love without reason is to receive love back from the Universe.
Love without motive?
Is it possible?
Giving and not expecting anything back.
How to give love. Action speaks louder than words.
Love without hate and sorrow.
Sure you can love without motive!
But...
Before you can love others you have to start with yourself.
Recognize who you are and then you'll realize what's not to love?
When you recognize this, you'll recognize it everywhere else in everything and everyone.
Without attachment, fear, jealousy, resentments.
Hate and sorrow are also Love, just different degrees of it.
Loving yourself. Being yourself. Without judgment and condemnation.
But love can turn to hate and sorrow. Is that love at all?
love is for those who call themselves "me" or "myself"
Love is You!
Neat, huh?
V is sad or lonely, but You are not sad or lonely.
V is very convincing... but if V's life was at stake, wouldn't he be?
Thinking, thinking, thinking ...
Love beyond thoughts.
Beyond words.
Not isolating oneself in I, me, myself.
Not being alone and lonely.
Being aware and free.
Being totally aware of reality. Which is not fragmented or divided.
Looking at it. It's beauty. Without isolating it. Without owning it.
Without lust and greed.
Good ideas...
Now your wings are starting to show.
Without wanting to become something. Somebody.
Waiting for Sophia all day long.
The ending of sorrow is the beginning of Sophia.
Here's something really cool... check this out.
A friend of mine once said this to me before I even had a clue about what it could possibly mean....
"You are more than you know!"
You are reality. What is. Which is not the past. But the present. A present from the Presence.
Being the cat without seeking. Just looking.
Being oneself. Being one with everything. Being complete.
Being black and white. Ying and yang.
Did you hear the one about the Buddhist guy ordering a hot dog?
What hot dog?
Almost left to go to bed.
Yeah, a Buddhist walks up to a hot dog vendor and orders a hot dog. The vendor asks, "What would you like on it?" The Buddhist responds, "Make me One with everything."
Hahaha.... it's an old joke but it's fun.
Didn't almost get it.
It's hot!
But we are already. Without thinking about it.
The more you think the more you become something other than who you are. Which is everything.
Yep, fish scales and cat whiskers... it's all there.
Thinking fragments, divide, isolates. Owns, improves, sells. Becoming and having more than your neighbors.
Competition. Being better and hollier than thou.
I haven't made up my mind about thinking yet... it can be useful at times, especially during contemplation on the One. Other times, thinking can be a real pain, especially when we start to think we are our thoughts. Too much thinking... take a break sometimes, listen... see...
Not be me when I do.
Be me when I don't.
Being a Messiah, a Saviour, a Saint, a Servant. The Chosen One. Or Chosen Ones.
Beauty is truth. Truth beauty.
The Universe is not fragmented. It is interconnected.
It's beautiful.
Thinking is never free. It's based on beliefs, memories, and habits. It can never be new. It can never be the present. Which is always new.
Thinking is the past.
I think therefore I am. I am what I think I am. Better and more important.
But alone and lonely. Sad and miserable.
Looking out for number one.
What you are looking for is what is doing the looking.
You are looking at it. ;)
That.
Looking, looking, looking ...
Not looking for. Or looking out for.
I do not know what love is. Love is.
That whole exchange was pedantic! Totally. Not a piece of originality to it at all. Where would your love be when your husband or wife is gone, your house is forclosed upon, and you are left in the streets to fend for yourself? Love is easy to proclaim when you have comfort to uphold it. Love is so carelessly tossed around and very few people really understand it. This exchange should be proof that neither of you have a clue.
Love without fear.
Without fear of losing.
I think it'd be really hard to not be something that one is.
Ask and it shall be given. And more than enough.
Unfortunately society is far from loving.
Anonymous's darkness allows balance... so, thanks to Anonymous.
To know is not the same a understanding.
You can read all the Spiritual books and not understand a word of it.
Action speak louder than words.
Everyone for himself.
I am not different. I am not better than thou. I am better than thou.
Must be in the manic phase. There is always time for reality tomorrow...and love of course! Blah.
There can't be light without dark, but I can choose which way I wish to turn my head. In other words, I can look upon light while accepting that darkness exists.
Of course, "I" always look out for myself. "I" don't have faith in society.
"I" don't know what love is.
How can an illusion know anything at all?
I and the Society are one. ;)
And it's one Society against another Society.
Middle East conflict. Karma, matter fact!
wow!
fabulous!
the dialog within and the interruptions of Anonymous(the reality principle, eh?)...
ya... all starts(or perhaps ends) within... love... growth.. knowledge... freedom... peace...
ejoyed reading this mystic coversation in search of truth...
love
V and I have had verbal dances for years now... always enjoy them...
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