Sunday, May 5, 2013

They are just things.

I'm fixated on detachment.

I'm not *good* at it, but I have a basic understanding that things come together, humans (with our really intense brain-biology) try to define them and shape them into things/ideas/concepts/rules/judgments/practices that are meaningful to us, and then things ultimately come back apart. Even our brains that made up those things to begin with.

Even the fact that I experience "detachment" as a thing at all is a passing moment of existence in the universe. 

I'm fixated because I want to be OK with it without freaking out every five minutes about it.

So, I keep coming back to Buddha.

And his bitchin' stocking cap.

-C McG

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