The Buddha emerges from 7 years of reflection under his tree.
He gives me a good smiling look and says mischievously :
-'' So boy,I hear you've become a poet ? ''
- To know you to wear bomber and doc martens,
starting a fight as you leave the stadium
what an incredible evolution ! ''
Then he made a slightly resigned gesture .
-'' After so many meditative years and I don't know
how many illuminations ,I'm waking up to a world
that hasn't changed and learned from past errors
and horrors to come ! ''
He pauses to take a sip of San Pellegrino .
After all this time he must be thirsty .
And he continues like this :
-'' sometime I think I should have gone
into politics or business ,right now I'd be US president !
He sigh and adds :
-'' you see ,even my message is no longer popular
There are neo-buddhists chapels everywhere ,
seasoning my message with a holistic touch ,
or other supermarket spirituality for cuckoos ! ''
-'' okey man I'm off to the local mcdo for a good burger ! ''
My poor old Buddha .
Have you not penetrated the truth and finality of things
just to take note of the inulectable permanence ?
Since the place is free ,I'll settle under the tree
while you go back to wallmart or convert to islam !
I'm going to become a therapist in fallen divinities .
I would have the visit from Jehova, Quetzalcoatl ,Jupiter
and even Maradona !
I'd make love to a beautiful mahabarata princess
all scented with sandal wood !
And who knows ,I'll get rid of that damn' karma
after 7 billions years of reflection and as many illuminations !
Bye, my dear Buddha w'ell talk later !
(Zen soto )
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
One can not take anything too seriously even religion. A fun read.
yes ! zen soto spirit !
A clever and humorous take on wisdom and modern life.
the Buddha has a great sens of humor !
Have you let your hair grow a little longer these days?!
I've always kept the hairstyle of my youth !
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