tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post213303292382050499..comments2024-03-27T14:35:59.406-07:00Comments on The Outsider: Tricks of PerceptionPaññobhāsahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14148206217028034038noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-57180099303576926992022-04-30T08:53:52.666-07:002022-04-30T08:53:52.666-07:00To a materialist, sure.To a materialist, sure.Paññobhāsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148206217028034038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-74418090276744325972022-04-29T20:39:40.981-07:002022-04-29T20:39:40.981-07:00It all seems to go back to the brain. Chemical rea...It all seems to go back to the brain. Chemical reactions to chemicals consumed or impressions and triggers caused by external stimulii, the chain of interdependent origination. Man is a machine, thinking and feeling are part of the machine's operation.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-49482859831862946992022-04-29T15:27:00.753-07:002022-04-29T15:27:00.753-07:00Vinaya Ettiquite: asking at your meal: " wha...Vinaya Ettiquite: asking at your meal: " what kind of meat is this?" <br />---- misc. notes:<br />Everything you eat is either nutritious or poisonous, or both. All medicines are poison?? A good nurse knows dosage and timing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-20073723979419257082022-04-27T10:04:45.004-07:002022-04-27T10:04:45.004-07:00It seems as though anything one consumes is potent...It seems as though anything one consumes is potentially medicine or poison, even food and drink. Not sure how it is possible to differentiate.DMRnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-16556890825484585642022-04-26T20:00:50.312-07:002022-04-26T20:00:50.312-07:00Yeah, I've read all that stuff, and am surpris...Yeah, I've read all that stuff, and am surprised that you know it, considering that even most monks are unaware of most of it. Although I don't think most monks would feel high after drinking stale urine. (And the urine in all likelihood wasn't from cattle, it was probably from the monk himself.)Paññobhāsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148206217028034038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-76436536877971273482022-04-26T18:29:58.643-07:002022-04-26T18:29:58.643-07:00Medicine is a requisite even for monks. A hardcor...Medicine is a requisite even for monks. A hardcore renunciate may have to slurp warm fermented cow or bull urine from a puddle, to escape society. I bet he'd feel quite a high at that moment of thirst quenching. Elsewhere in Vinaya you have monks trying many things for various illnesses. Eventually monks could carry a pipe and a pipe carry case, they would try smoking various herbs when ill or ease, many times the attempts didn't work and they'd try something else. They didn't have, bigpharma. In another story, Buddha bans monks from performing enemas. What exactly makes one thing a drug and another a medicine? Monks were allowed to use tinctures of medicine dissolved in alcohol, as long as they could not taste the alcohol. These stories and rules are all in the Vinaya, about when monks got sick. The facinating, and sadly less known story, of Jivaka the physician is found in the Vinaya, in one case he dissolves herbs in warm ghee for snorting, that is one way they used herbal medicines. He had to trick the King into snorting it because he hated ghee, but was only way to cure him, so Jivaka made sure he was already escaped on an elephant, but the King sent his best runner after him, who was "begotten from a non-human." You'll have to read it yourself.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485583244199236996.post-13253301941766955372022-04-25T11:56:10.206-07:002022-04-25T11:56:10.206-07:00I was always honest and helpful yet as a child and...I was always honest and helpful yet as a child and youth often got into trouble. When, aged 19, I first came across cannabis users, I thought “These stupid people, destroying their minds!”, because that was society’s view. When I first smoked cannabis, in Istanbul in 1967 aged 25, I realised that there were many ways of looking at the world, that the way I had been shown was wrong. Either the elders of society were ignorant or they were lying. Either way, I had to find the truth for myself. This was the start of a journey which led me to S N Goenka and Vipassana in 1972.Michael Cunninghamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14933921928383382118noreply@blogger.com