That’s the me of yesteryear; before I lost my
sight.
Who was I then? Hmmm… I had a spiffy haircut. I had loads of
friends. I loved
playing, running, hiding and seeking. I loved kissing my mom and dad good night.
I hated feety pjs – too binding and hence my abhorrence to this day of wearing
button shirts and ties. Yuck! I had no prejudices – except for a general
dislike of peas and a predilection towards the color blue.
It was my wont to wander. I would find something that caught my eye
and I would drop everything to explore. Still do. I did a lot of exploring
and unlearning in my
travel articles in Australia entitled The Buddha’s
Striptease. That was the
beginning when I realized life was not in the amassing of knowledge, in wealth
or in various personas.
Life was not in the addition but in the subtraction. I am living each new day
less than I was before.
I am still on my personal Striptease. Follow along and sing if you know the
words.
My goal is to be that tyke of yesteryear and see once again.
hmmmm... lemme think about that question for a while. OK I thought and my answer is "I am here, Alex."
I was thinking the other day. Wow! Who would've thunk it - the Buddha... thinking! But there was a day when that is all I did. I thunked and thunked till my thunker was sore. You remember those halcyon days in Del Mar? Well, remind me because I don't.
Now I don't have time to think. Work is taking up a lot of my spare thinking time. And you know what? I think I like it. I don't ponder my existence or over analyze the past, present or future. And you know what? I feel swell.
I guess I don't need to think to live a connected life. Which is really cool since I've decided to become a Stepford American and just give up and watch American Idol and the E! channel. Ohmygod I am gutted over this Anna Nicole Jolie adoption. Who is the baby's daddy? Non-enquiring minds need to know. I am betting it is the guard at the rehab center - him or Tran Minh Ho from Saigon.
Posted at 06:07 am by Mr. Buddha Magoo
AbbyNormal March 17, 2007 09:04 AM PDT Well, now, let's think about this for a moment...
Screw it. I'm hoping it's Tran.
Giggles March 17, 2007 04:41 PM PDT No worries...you'll soon hate your lack of thinking time, and then you'll be asking us to boycott work. Or....boycott thinking, one.
I know, I wanna know who the BD is. I don't know why I wanna know...I just do!!! Sue me!
jerry March 18, 2007 06:36 PM PDT I am guessing buddah is the father
Daveman March 19, 2007 08:44 PM PDT DUDE! You cant give it up! .. well... I guess ya can .., but why? There's no advanced thinking to doing your blog here. All ya gotta do is write sumpin. Anything!
I am the master of writing about nothing! Okay, I don't have room to talk - but I did come back. They always come back. Save yourself the hassle and stay so that way you wont have to come back.
SEE! I ARE SMART! I think I am and didn't have to work at it, therefore, I am! Smart. I think. So do your lack of thinking or partial thinking here.
If you want. I wouldnt dream of bossing you because I don't even like to be bossed. So stay here or we will hunt you down and hurt you!
:-)
Giggles March 20, 2007 05:53 AM PDT What??? You're leaving?? And I have to hear it from someone else? That's like....the worst way to hear. I feel so betrayed. *sniff*
Mr. Buddha Magoo March 21, 2007 07:06 AM PDT Abb..my money is on Tran too.
Giggs...I am not Giggles Kerry! I am Buddha Bush - I traispe on obliterating everything in my path all the while not learning from my mistakes.
Dave....I started this blog to write about something - not nothing. I found myself just re-visiting old territory. SO it's time to hang up the white cane. I might be back but not in the Blind Buddha format.
Giggs....Oh come here lemme give you a hugzzzz. I've been thinking about it for the past few months and since Dave returned, I thought that was my sign. I'll be around commenting!
Daveman April 6, 2007 01:04 PM PDT Dear Booder...,
Allow me to be philosophicalical if I may (yeah I'm preachin' so hush and listen) ...,
What I am hearing you say is, that you have nothing to blog about. SO!? Thats not quite stopped me. Something else did, but not nothing.
Nothing is territory in itself. Nothing can mean many things to many people and the same things to .., most of us but thats a sick elephant (irrelevant - ill elephant.., get it?). AHEM...
HUSH! I'm not through running my mouth and being a Cretan, yet.
Do it really have to be a blog about one specific thang? Life itself is not any one specific thang. Things either.
I'm not ordering you to continue blogging. Thats a choice.., and life is not centered around blogs (I'm lying here) as there are other essential matters going on in the real world.
But then - that means you have experiences you should share from your adventures in the real world! YEAH! THATS THE TICKET! DUDE! I HAD A PIFANY ..er.. EPIPHANY! I bet that impressed ya? **just not your head up and down**
Anyways - just wanted to slip that one through the old door before ya closed it. One for the Gipper as it were.
