milarepa unhinged tibetan buddhist saint circa 11th c. lived on nettles for years stuck up in a cave in the himalayas after his lama, marpa told him: 'be alone you can only find enlightenment alone' i agree o wise and compassionate marpa one can only find enlightenment alone most miserable human motherfuckers just make it too damn hard for me to feel much compassion but once you glow it's hard to put the light out i'm gonna find a hole where there isn't much oxygen crawl up in and start meditating om om_mani_padme_hum om he turned some shade of green eating nettles meditating 060324 ... u24 "i'm gonna find a hole where there isn't much oxygen crawl up in and start meditating " reminds me of the wind up bird chronicle. haruki murakami when you need water, find the deepest well. 060324 ... unhinged i have to get some shit up on songs_of_milarepa ; copying scriptures might do me some good. i understand it because i lived it i had some serious revelations this week and yet somehow i still managed to end up pissed and drunk it's impossible to have compassion for most human beings when you are caught up in their bullshit voluntarily or not i just wish so much violence upon him which i suppose bothers me at the heart of it because i know my heart doesn't mean that. i can't be around people like that anymore. i can't risk my emotional and spiritual health to make people like that happy anymore. i'm gonna crawl up in my cave high on a mountain cured by the thin air and solitude 060401 ... unhinged loner on red 060416 ... jane but i am alone among others 080331 ... unhinged so was milarepa when he was a child, his father died. his aunt and her immediate family enslaved him and his mother (possibly some siblings). they were worked to the bone. his mother begged milarepa to find a way to end their torment. he learned black magics that killed his own family. him and his mother were run out of town. that was when he went to marpa to find the path. when milarepa died he left a big pile of shiny relics behind. his body disappeared in a flash and in the rubble they found glistening shimmer_and_rot and some hard shiny parts. 080331 ... sameolme The Hundred Thousand Songs of Milarepa. Reading those books gave me a chance to know more than "expedient truth". 080401 ... unhinged i've read the translation i have so many times the cover is tattered; i carried it around in my purse and read it on the bus. 080401 ... unhinged mila marpa naropa ashoka i finally had enough money in my pocket to peruse the closest used book store so i found another copy of the life of milarepa. somehow, i knew when i gave him that copy i carried around in my purse i wouldn't get it back. somehow i knew it wouldn't make a difference, but i hoped anyways 130426 ... unhinged we ate nettle risotto at sutra as the entree of our five course vegan yoga meal; i was far from home. it wasn't long after milarepa day at the shambhala center. my tongue waded through the nettles to find the mushrooms. my heart ached to take one more step into the mountains, from here i could see them but i couldn't quite feel them. the snow taunted me from so far away. he so much resembled a ghost that he scared the bandits that tried to rob his cave. i ached for a cave like that 130426 ... unhinged marpa was the teacher of milarepa; made mila undergo ridiculous acts of devotion until he cracked before he would teach mila anything there is nothing worse than a willful student 140915 what's it to you? who go blather from