We got the tight as fuck diseases man coronavirus, cancer, dysentery, hemorrhoids you name it we gots it. Thrown into the world, into bodies we have no say over, condemned to become ill, get injured age and die. Craving to get rid of these illnesses that arise on their own. Craving for loved ones to live while their life is not even in their own hands, let alone our own. Craving for the health of this skin sack, full of carrion and dung, constantly oozing out of 9 holes. Intoxicated with health, youth, and life. Craving, craving, craving. Human reality by which lack appears in the world must be itself a lack … The existence of desire as a human fact is sufficient to prove that human reality is a lack.
“every man who has not tasted the bitterness of despair has missed the significance of life.”
Life is pain, life is fear, and man is unhappy. Now man loves life. And that’s how it comes about.”
no matter we are delighted or upset, happy or suffering, shedding tears or singing songs, never mind–living in this world, we are living in a cage. We don’t get beyond this condition of being in a cage. Even if you are rich, you are living in a cage. If you are poor, you are living in a cage. If you sing and dance, you’re singing and dancing in a cage. If you watch a movie, you’re watching it in a cage.
What is this cage? It is the cage of birth, the cage of aging, the cage of illness, the cage of death. In this way, we are imprisoned in the world. “This is mine.” “That belongs to me.” We don’t know what we really are or what we’re doing. Actually all we are doing is accumulating suffering for ourselves. It’s not something far away that causes our suffering, but we don’t look at ourselves. However much happiness and comfort we may have, having been born we cannot avoid aging, we must fall ill, and we must die. This is dukkha itself, here and now.
The time we can be afflicted with pain or illness is always. It can happen at any time. It’s like we’ve stolen something. They could come to arrest us at any time because we’ve done that. That’s our situation. There is danger and trouble. We exist among harmful things; birth, aging, and illness reign over our lives. We can’t go elsewhere and escape them. They can come catch us at any time–it’s always a good opportunity for them. So we have to cede this to them and accept the situation. We have to plead guilty. If we do, the sentence won’t be so heavy. If we don’t, we suffer enormously. If we plead guilty, they’ll go easy on us–we won’t be incarcerated too long.
When one sees with wisdom that all constituent elements are painful, then one becomes disgusted with pain; this is the way to purity.
got that small pox got that syphilis woop woop