Nothing fails like success. Nothing succeeds
like failure. Feeling the frustrations of failure, licking an ice cream
in the romantic old city Wasserburg, the honest "Sea Cow"
brings me to another place, to start happy again at Lake Soyen.
It must be fun to quarrel, there must be a deep need for quarrels,
violence, wars, attacks, lies! The lower nature seems to grow in those
pains of quarrels, violence, arduous attacks, hogwash and lies! At least
this is my report of my own observations in my last years and decades of
quarrels!
Now after more than 61 years the body is not more like 16, always fit
for fun to f*ck. These game seem to end, and da Gaff from Texas is well
understood: "I'm too old for this!'
It's a new Saturday morning in month of May, 6.00 a.m. The white fog
moves slowly over the water of the Lake Soyen, birds start to sing and
to fly. Nature is in peace, when one has eaten up another.
The short wave radio reports fights and quarrels everywhere, in
countries, in industries, in sport, religion and culture. Who cares?
We write in love and caring for us like others in our n0by group
gathering. Even Thomas from Hamburg, once my favorite partner to share
words and thoughts in letters, calls and even several meetings, has sent
again some signs of love. Thankfully his attention is rewarded with
these sweet memories of our time together.
But it seems to hard, to come into deeper connections again like in
calls. It could look like one would need something from another. But to
need something from another one, hurts the pride. This pride is the gain,
greed EGO, who can't give easy, but needs to take.
Therefore the INNER BUDDHA creates for us these precious situations of
failure, of frustration. It is a harmless school to prepare for death,
where we even have to give up the connection with our own flesh, body,
breath and heart beat.
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From a wall of a church in Wasserburg:
"I'm too
old for
this!' |
