People Stupid
Nnny: So most idiots at my work have no idea who Sanzo is, except
I did run into 2 people who actually realized the character that I dressed up as. I hate stupid people, one even sent me an email seeing the link on the web and being like "yoh", so otaku's unite!
Why I hate work
They just finished yet another reorg at work and let me tell you
the morale here is low. People stupid and I have midterms this week I have totally not studied for and sure I am not going
to by my first test on wednesday.
Can Buddhist Monks Vote?
Is that kind of a koan or what? As long as all the idiots get far
away from me and my boyfriend then figure out how to get out of my way... Okay, ranting about something else.
Vexing the Enemy
Once there was a novice monk that had reached a certain level of
semi-understanding and had a level of wisdom, moving towards enlightenment. The novice spirit had taken novice vows and was
moving to gain insight into nihility. This novice spirit in the samsara whirlwind met the demi-god of The Divine Reorg and
ended up with a group of alchemists who were unaware of the greater workings of the universe for they had not recieved
enlightenment of any kind.
The novice monk blanched at one of the alchemists who was named
"blind." The novice found this ironic, as the "blind" alchemist was spouting philsosophy to the masses that was offbase and
at times contradictory to the wisdom of the land and to the music of the spheres.
This blind alchemist unfortunately had the ear of the emperor and was turning the voice of
the government and those in power including some of the high level priests to this new strange teaching.
The novice spirit confused by this was certain that the preaching of the blind alchemist was
incorrect and so when to the master to get some guidance on what to do. When the novice went to the master, the master told
the novice to "love thy enemy, for thy enemy will come unto the truth in a rude awakening beckond by wings of dragons and
loud ringings of voices." Then the master said, "you must keep this prophesy internal and not speak it to anyone, but tell
the sanga and the other novitiates that their training is good and will free them from samsara."
The novice took this information back to the sanga and let the other novices know about their
training and samsara but said nothing about the prophesy of the master.
The next day, at sun up, the novice was called into an assembly in the high prietsts temple
and was asked to explain himself before the sanga. The novice spoke the words of the master regardng the training and samsara
and when asked if there was anything else the novice was silent. For in the precepts there was no lie if he did not speak.
The novice still sitting, looked into the eyes of his master and continued in silence.
The high priest and the blind alchemist were unpleased with the arrogance of the novice and
told him to wash the floors of the main hall until the sun when down
The novice washed the floors, back and forth, back and forth in the main hall and at night
mediation was called in again.
The blind alchemist again asked "anything else" and the novice monk was silent.
"Wash the roof of all the buildings in the sanga" was the command.
And the novice monk without grumbling, went and washed all the roofs of all the buildings in
the sanga. 18 buildings in all and he climbed each one opting not to use his special skills to leap to the tops of the buildings.
The Master watched for a while into the middle of the night as the sanga slept and the novice
monk chanted "om mani hatsu me om" as he worked.
Dark let way to dawn and the peacock rose from his wandering and let the briliiance of its
feathers out into the morning dew. At the morning bell and time for meditation , the novice monk was called without the chance
to eat his simple meal and took with him a bowl and an ink brush hidden in his robes.
The blind alchemist again asked "anything else" and the novice monk was silent. This irritated
the alchemist and he told the high priest to rebuke the novice. The high priest was silent. The alchemist stodd up in the
hall and paced out of the room to the shock of the sanga and the other monks.
The novice monks teacher who had been seated at the back of the room, motioned to another student
who left the hall with a small pot of ink.
The alchemist came back into the hall and said to the novice. "Take your bowl and go to the
top of Mount KaKa and record the wind."
The novice looked at the blind alchemist and then at his teacher and then made a request. "can
i have a bowl and some ink?" asked the monk.
"No, go now." The alchemist released and the novice monk left the hall.
In the hall, the young student bumped into the novice monk and their robes got intertwined.
As the student and the monk parted, the student said to the novice, write with the strength in your sleeve, speak with the
rice in your soul, walk with the wind as your guide."
The novice looked at him and bowed, hands together, thanking the student and when on his way.
The day was long and hot and the novice monk walked long, memorizing and chanting sutras listening
to the wind all the while.
At the mid range of the mountain 1 day later, the monk was tired and sat down and put his hands
in his sleeve. There he found rice cakes, and the monk said "and i shall speak with the rice in my soul," and continued on
as he walked.
At the upper range of the mountain 2 days later, the monk was tired and sat down and put his
hand in his sleeve and pulled out the ink pen and then the bottle of ink, and then said to himself "i write with the strength
in my sleeve" and the young novice monk wrote the wound of the wind up and down his arm as he continued to climb the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, 3 days later, the monk was tired and as he put his hand on the
top ledge another hand reached down and helped him up. The monk was shocked as he looked into the face of his teacher.
"Sensei, nan no da? Itsu kaete ikimasu ka ne?"
"Gaki wa, dame da yo ne. Kaze ga urusai no hanashite yo, sensei seishuku
no hanashite ne"
wakarimasu" spoke the novice, and climbed down the mountain with his student
Can Buddhist Monks Drink?
If you are Sanzo, the question is yes!
I think we will leave it at that for now
Then I'll go research the precepts and give you the real answer
