1. Are you a world-weary cynic, or a Buddhist? Defend your answer. 2. What is the one thing Rodney would do that John would not be able to forgive, and does Rodney know this? 3. Can you imagine circumstances where you would die to defend an idea? Explain. 4. What is your heart's ease? 5. What would your ideal room look like?
1. Are you a world-weary cynic, or a Buddhist? Defend your answer.
There is no distinction between a world-weary cynic and a Buddhist.
Someone who thinks there is has not looked very closely at the world or the Buddha's first words, the first of the four noble truths: the truth of suffering. The ones who are not weary live like moths to a flame.
If anything I am not weary enough to be a dedicated Buddhist. I still put hope in impermanent things like, oh, school, my boyfriend, my family, stories, reviews, general things like success. I even sometimes put hope in Buddhists. I am endlessly stung when these things fail me, but I never learn. A truly weary person who recognizes the faults of worldly life is rare -- and fortunate
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1. When do you lie? 2. Do you still write at all? 3. Do you miss anything at all about the East Coast? 4. Have you ever witnessed someone die? 5. Have you made a life or death decision before? What were the highest stakes you ever had to deal with?
posting this here, since you don't mindakaspeedoJuly 18 2007, 02:35:33 UTC
1. I lie against invasion of privacy. It's the only time I intentionally lie, but then I'm a very private person. Mostly I just won't answer, though, rather than lie outright. I might tell a social lie occasionally if I need to. I don't like it. I actually hate lying more than most anything, and I can't stand liars. (Unless by liar you mean someone who won't tell you *everything*, which to me is not lying, but I have been called a liar by 2 people who expected me to spill my guts all over their floor.) 2. I do write. I have a couple of stories going and not enough time to work on them. Sometimes when I write I think about you. 3. I miss Chinatown. I miss New Yorkers, but not so much New York. I miss New York the way it was when I was growing up. I miss all the fags. Well, some of them, heh. 4. Yes. 5. Yes I have. I left everyone and everything in order to survive. I wanted to do it for 5 years and I didn't think I could, but I could. I did. I'll never regret it.
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1. Are you a world-weary cynic, or a Buddhist? Defend your answer.
2. What is the one thing Rodney would do that John would not be able to forgive, and does Rodney know this?
3. Can you imagine circumstances where you would die to defend an idea? Explain.
4. What is your heart's ease?
5. What would your ideal room look like?
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There is no distinction between a world-weary cynic and a Buddhist.
Someone who thinks there is has not looked very closely at the world or the Buddha's first words, the first of the four noble truths: the truth of suffering. The ones who are not weary live like moths to a flame.
If anything I am not weary enough to be a dedicated Buddhist. I still put hope in impermanent things like, oh, school, my boyfriend, my family, stories, reviews, general things like success. I even sometimes put hope in Buddhists. I am endlessly stung when these things fail me, but I never learn. A truly weary person who recognizes the faults of worldly life is rare -- and fortunate ( ... )
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(It's that kind of day.)
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1. When do you lie?
2. Do you still write at all?
3. Do you miss anything at all about the East Coast?
4. Have you ever witnessed someone die?
5. Have you made a life or death decision before? What were the highest stakes you ever had to deal with?
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2. I do write. I have a couple of stories going and not enough time to work on them. Sometimes when I write I think about you.
3. I miss Chinatown. I miss New Yorkers, but not so much New York. I miss New York the way it was when I was growing up. I miss all the fags. Well, some of them, heh.
4. Yes.
5. Yes I have. I left everyone and everything in order to survive. I wanted to do it for 5 years and I didn't think I could, but I could. I did. I'll never regret it.
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