Buddhism Zen Buddhism

Whatever is to be said, must be left unsaid. We shouldn't interrupt reality. We shouldn't influence life. We must embrace silence and apathy.

Isn't that what Zen Buddhism is?

Maybe. Even so, can we submit to the laws of nature and embrace unintentional, uncontrollable suicide? Meditating on the future, embracing the past, seeing the present, yet breathing death and detachment.

Whatever may be the case, life is such a sordid aspect of reality. So dull, and slow, and inept. So bitter, so cruel. What of it if there's no life out there, but only here? Only now. Only before. But never later. Never. Our lives should cease to matter to ourselves alone. Our lives should mean nothing of the sorts exemplar. As in, we cannot be the man who makes the speech, raises a toast to the future, because our past and present is grim. We live in a Communist state, where state and military reigns and does the bidding of all men created higher than us. But do not be dismayed. They are also captive to their own creation. Maybe that is what God is. Or the creation of God. A creation to supplement reality onto us for a benefit of a scar on our legs and arms and faces. The motivation that we seek is found externally, which means we have lost ourselves, or even overpowered ourselves, or as I may dread “live beyond ourselves”. But oh my, the human has to live, he has to be happy and free, he has to be fulfilled. Stereotype dictates behaviour, not reality. Reality is not human, but we have come to believe that it is. That we are in control of what it is, and what it can do, and what it wants. We should have no allegiance. We should not judge. We should not believe that the external reality, life, is of some sorts ours to command. It must be so refreshing being an animal, since according to ourselves, humans are not animals, they are only the descendants of them.

Before motive or reason is found we have to submit to hierarchy. We are as a specie one with reality, but reality doesn't give to us freely, we have to fight to survive. It's the circle of life. Yet now we're encircled by apathy, the desire to act less and receive more. Yet who gives us? Who feeds us? If reality does not. The simple truth unto this matter and real issue is that man can only collaborate with man without thinking, without reason to relate. Man is evil, and beyond that. He is only that which protects him from savagery. Some philosophies and religions have sprout up declaring a need to vacate our animal instinct. Our savagery. Our humiliation of each other as well as nature beyond. Which religions spread peace? Which philosophies see tranquillity? We only believe that which we cannot. The moments in life which is true is non-existence. The opposite of existence. The end of reality. Yet being human is reality? Is it for us to decide? Is that why we have gods? To make us important? To make us right? To make us justified? If there is no one to judge us then we are sorely alone, and the makings of utopia is just another religious and pious ideal. Why should we trust the hippie and the anarchist and the communist and the liberal? What we have in front is obsession. Obsession to be human. Obsession to live until we die. To not know that we'll die. To not see illusion and disease until it is too late. To be stubborn unto all bonds. So what is left for us to see? What is that which makes our past? What makes our present? And where is our future? To imply that man must know and become man and uphold manity then what is he but himself covering up his truth? Intelligence has no tongue. Intelligence has no right to exist in unintelligence. We are only what we are because we have to be what we are not. So basically, has there ever been a philosophy to come close to that of truth? To merely facilitate man's habits unto his own and claim that one word summarizes all things in relation is to uphold scepticism and the glory of tomorrow. Buddhism is such an ideal. Or rather to be a Buddhist. But what is a Buddhist? How does one become a Buddhist if one were not one? And what is its relatives – Taoism and Confucianism? According to some, non-existence is the end or not beginning of existence. It happens before, and after. And always is. Because there is no beginning and only an end. Trouble is that man sorely relates only to death in life. He only bickers towards to see what happens next, and not what happened before. He only is what he is because he has to be it. But what is reality other than a walk through time? A walk through existence. Where is of no concern as time is the only relative matter that exists. Time is matter. Time is what some people will call someday, that for the leper, and the sufferer. The ones who do not, and laugh, and make fun, and ignore, are the lonesome ones who die without knowing. Without being aware of the end. The end of existence. Buddhism as practised by some, and only some, is the testimony of death. The awakening of reality at its end. Reality in non-existence. For one cannot be in existence if one were to be alive, or rather, dead. Meaning in life one cannot taste death, and in death one cannot taste life. So where is death and life? Is life, us now? Is death, us later? Few dare state that death is the end, because it makes life so short and sad and pointless. But is there salvation at the end of all things? Is that where religion comes in? Is that what Buddhism tries to answer? It being an extremely old religion, or should I rather say current trend?

What is being explained is not description or impression. Art has no meaning, and humans are boring animals. They don't do anything interesting. Or rather reality is of such a nature dull and dreadfully drawn out. Just go to a farm, and ignore the time lapse. And do not watch the sunset drunk and the sunrise high. We must resist for a revolution to exist. But do we? Do we resist? Are we set in the correct mind to be free? Where are we, but in the anti-Buddhism? As in we make way into existence, into reality, and consider it to be without limitations. As in time is stretched out to infinity and eternity. The end of all life is death, but the beginning of life is the end of death. Isn't that just what is? A world inside the real world.

In this instance where man rebels the natures of men, he resides his mind in theirs and tries to create around him a sphere of non-existence. Some call it narcissism. Technically all living beings have a subjective view of all things, though can we be blamed if we reject it to some extent? Are we in control of what we are? Of what we have become? Buddhism in itself is a testimony of that which doesn't exist.

Okay, so let's be frank. Man is to be examined. He is to be seen as ours to control. We are in control of their lives. We make them believe that they are free. Of us, of them. We separate their minds to unite it under a task for us to explore.

But what does this have to do with Buddhism, Zen Buddhism?

Alienation is the escape from imprisonment. We are humans. Supposedly. Though what does it mean to be a human?

So in retrospect, there comes a time in a man's life where he is utterly alone. It is called adulthood. Or wisdom, for those not at that age yet. We want to become free, because we believe we are not. And yet thou shalt not judge, but can one forgive? Can we be less human than what we are? What is a Nazi actually? Anyway, Buddhism is the start of the thought process into infinity. Into possibility. It is not the end goal. It is not a society. It is not a person. It is a predicament, but once passed it is freedom, or the notion onto freedom. It is merely a step in the right direction. Buddhism is technically being brought to its knees by frauds. By those who should know better, if only they wanted to. And so it begins again.

Buddhism is the reality outside of reality. It is, as stated already, the step in the right direction. So it is not to be confused with a philosophy of bald Chinese men asking silly questions. Because time is time, and there is no denying that. All their smirks and understandings may be hidden from us, but surely we are only what we are. We are not our minds. Our expression of mind. Mind is not the creator of reality. Life is not found inside reality, or rather, reality hosts life and death. The end of existence does not host reality. It's not of an equation. It's not a law. What we'll see is that our lives are boring as fuck. The Buddhist rebels, but is forced not to take the leap. Even by its superiors. Its gurus. Its monks. Its wise old Chinese men with bald heads and smirks on their lame faces. The one that is beyond Western Civilization because it is stuck in mentality. To be free of it, one must deny it. Then become one with it again, to deny it again, to achieve freedom once more. To be what we are once more. Because we refuse to be something else. Free. Insane. Crazy. Psychotic. Instinctive. Paralysed by reality. By life. By existence. What we are within is what we are without. In the end we are only what we are to be what we are not.

Buddhism in reality is non-existent. Non-existence is not a thing. So matter or thought does not exist. Inherent results shown in psychology and psychiatry shows that brain waves measured by neuroscientists has nothing to do with the conceptualization of reality. There is no God thought, there is no love thought, there is none. Psychiatrists today realized that our memory is not anything but a habit to remember our past. Remembering our past is essential to how we cope in life, but sadly some think forgetfulness is a rude aspect, and that time gone by is not something new. That age brings about disease, and that children that die of malnutrition are neglected by first world nations, and that their trauma is ours to share, which we call altruism. Nietzsche declared that science will one day create man, thereby stating that evolution in itself is the only answer to all things. Even to the mind. Even to decisions. Because we have to make some. We have to initiate our change to death. That is what religion is for. God is not a tyrant. He may be judgemental but he disagrees with sin. How do you explain to a child, what death is? What disease is? Nietzsche said also that since God is dead, we can be the rightful heir, but what will we be master of? And what is shame other than ignorance?

So to submit to theory and embrace change we must realize the present and what we are changing towards. If you want a world free of crime, then you must remove the creators of crime right? The criminals or the judicial structure. Put them in a box and throw away the key. But what of it, reality is our own creation. We relate to strawberries or cream or strawberries and cream. We are what we are because we choose to be. Yet what are we not? To emphasize, one can only be what one is. Buddhism is the philosophy of the self, but then again existentialism is also. Is that a contradiction, and a truth boxed together? West meeting East. West is West, East is East. Yet if one were to convey the need for Buddhism in our society as it is correctly pronounced, then we must also submit to existentialism being the Western aspect of Buddhist thought. So if thought is non-existent, and non-existence is non-existent, then surely because non-existence even can not exist, then so do we not exist. Nietzsche proclaimed that if philosophy is the most dangerous, then what will be after it, once it has been eradicated by that structure? We are at war with thought, but our actions are louder than our words. Than our pathetic apathy and transcendental hippie excursions like some tourist seeking enlightenment in India or Portugal. We are only what we are because we have to be. And no one really cares, or understands. They will not know once the cord snaps, once Le Quill plays its tune out loudly and carefully. What is Le Quill? It is the acceptance that one is already dead, and this, this is a non-existent world with pain being experienced upon a magnitude that kills the eyes, the ears, the heart, the soul. We are what we are, because we live in ignorance. We live in the removal of the self from the self. The removal of the other in our lives. We live in Buddhism, and Existentialism. But they may be true philosophies and religions, though they are also but just that. An escape to the mind, and of the mind. We are being separated because we are the same, and not because we are different. Those that argue that man is not an animal, but that he is man, and that this man, which he is, is also to come to the conclusion that within life there is also death for the other. The experience of the other. Basically, there is no truth. There are only lies. And once you find them. You realize that sentience, that consciousness, that the “system” is all a lie. This is not Nihilism explaining, this is the human mind removed from being human, but rather to be animal again, and that is when the viper or the shark comes in and kills you, because that is just what you are. A dead animal. Nihilism is the acceptance of non-existence, and the end of existence. Buddhism is the declaration of removal of self from reality. Existentialism is the association of the self with reality. In essence men are different, but those differences are usually non-existent. As in, beauty, smell, height, beliefs, are all outside of man. They are perspectives found within man. We are not looking at a show. A theatre piece. No we are one with reality outside of scope. As in what we experience is not what is, but rather what was. So this story leads up to a climax. An ending. A moment in truth.

So the motive behind thought is to uncover the motive of thought. The unifying idea. The ultimate goal. The necessary requirement in our lives. Some may argue that skin colour is non-existent in an equal society. That gender does not enforce scrutiny and discrimination. We are only in relation to others ourselves, but united we are one. We are the unifying truth of a capitalist cow. Our lives has no meaning, yet some fail to realize this and see the experiential truth in denial. That we must see fascism for what it is, that we must abolish hierarchy and destroy repetitive labour. But what of it? Can for once we have a coherent thought? Our whole existence is non-existence. Our whole time on Earth is understanding. When someone declares someone, it is tyranny. It is conservative neo-liberal bullshit. It is hierarchy explained. Should we make enemies? Should we brush off reality? Should we create a just system? But what is it, other than a competitive clowns ass?