Internal Bliss

Even though reason is on your side, you must be forgiving; even though justice is on your side, you must be soft-spoken. Master Cheng Yen

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The train arrived at 11pm. As I walked towards the entrance of the station, I did not see my father's car. I called and told him that I will be at the station at 11pm. Normally he would be there. Today, he was not. Perhaps he was late. I waited for 5 minutes, patiently. And then 10 minutes without feeling agitated. I picked up the phone and called him again. "I am on my way." He sounded hasty and maybe even guilty for being late. I replied, "I am at the train station and not the bus station." without raising my tone of voice even one single bit. "I know! I know!" He said.

I stood underneath the street light and enjoyed the breeze for a while. Looking above me I saw stars that were many light years away. How fascinating the universe is. I smiled and suddenly felt thankful that I am given the opportunity to enjoy the gift of being alive.

My father arrived and I felt even more thankful that I have a father who picks me up from the train station at 11.21 at night.

Isn't life just wonderful?

There cannot be only ONE

Let's cut the bullshit and jump straight into the topic, shall we?
Never mind. I guess the problem is me
If I survive then we shall see
Who is the idiot and who is being silly.

What is uttered seems to be true
But on no! Everyone's got selfish shit to brew
Me, you, him, her and the crew
What's the point of talking to the shrew.

This whole world is full of crazy schisms
Do this do that run the mechanism
Ain't the people behind the only reason
The world is you, me, him, her and not the system.

The pot doesn't stop calling the kettle black
But in reality the pot is equally wack
The mirror is broken and the eyesight's slack
It's not the eyes but the ego that rules from the back.

Following some books and reading the text
Won't get you further from the edge of an axe
Teachers are good and they ain't your Rex
If you merely imitate; you are a figure of wax.

I am still struggling, falling along no path
I may go mad, if I do I am the last to laugh
If I tell you that I see the Buddha
I am swimming in the sea of dukkha.

In the mean time, my Kris and Alice
Will sing me to sleep and give me some peace
To things I think, I am not ready to release
Let me stupidly love and later be punished.

Ciao!