Sunday, 13 November 2016

Here behind my Wall

Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall...
In fact, I am sitting in my office in the cellar of our house.
Somehow I feel as if I were sitting in a bunker here behind my wall...
I only have access to the virtual world, via my Mac or my PC. So I can choose.
There will be a supermoon tomorrow, whatever that means to me.
Will there be werewolves with super-big ears?
I hope so.
Donald Trump has been elected president of the USA.
What is worse?
Leonard Cohen has left us.
The good thing is he has left us words and songs to deal with the strange authority we have to face nowadays, not only in the USA, also in Turkey, in Russia, in Hungary...maybe soon in Austria, too.
Maybe the supermoon will save us and provide us with werwolves galore.
Maybe Siegfried will be born from the ashes like a Phoenix and kill the dragon for us.
Maybe all this computer technology will bring us down one day, Terminator style.
Maybe there will be a movie, even better than Alien vs Predator: Werewolves vs Terminators.
Maybe I should return to being serious again.
Here behind my wall, it's easy to be cool, to joke, to be critical, to be liberal, to be radical, to meditate and to give a fine f... to what is going on outside.
Seung Sahn has posed a koan to his students about a man entering the temple and dropping his cigarette ashes on a statue of Buddha. Maybe today there is a koan about Trump voters. Maybe Zen has got nothing to do with politics, but on the other hand Zen is everywhere.
So here is my koan...What is this picture about?
What does Donald Trump have to do with supermoons, dropping ashes on the Buddha and this picture?
If you know that, you are on the true way....

Sitting in a bunker, here behind my wall...

No comments:

Post a Comment