Vast as the Heavens, Deep as the Sea by Khulu Rinpoche. Discussed and summarized by Google's AI notebookLM, in a digestible podcast format.

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Vipassyana, graduated path, Padmasambhava.

no-one or god

If you want to rule the street, be 99% love and 1% violence.

- some mafia guy on Instagram

Why don't you like my freidday meme? I spent quite some time getting it just riecht

Thanks kings 🙏

🇺🇸🇮🇷🇮🇱⚡️- "Israel surrenders to Iran, accepts returning to living as exiles in hope of redemption" - Yedioth Ahronoth, citing US officials.

I made this up, but how should this end? What do you hope for?

Why do you have more patience dealing with ordinary beings and outsiders than you have with the siblings of your own Sangha?

Because your bodhicitta has been reduced to a mere ego display of shallow appearance.

Watch yourselves.

Seriously. Like, super seriously. Real shit.

All suffering, like real suffering, is caused by self-cherishing. This self is an illusion sustained by grasping to intellectual fabrications of what is, but in reality is not.

All happiness originates from being of benefit to others. Being a source of bliss and joy. Taking a genuine interest for others and rejoicing in their well-being. Happiness is only truly experienced when enjoyed together.

Really relating to this, reflecting on it in your own life.

Seeing the source of suffering. This lie called the self. There is no fear of death. You would rather die than cause the suffering of others. Because causing suffering and feeding the self is the same. Your suffering and the suffering of others were never apart.
Understanding and relating are the same. Relate and experience.

What is death anyway? When the self dies upon disillusionment, when seen.

No magic, no complicated philosophical models, or ultra spiritual cosmology. Real shit. This moment. Now.

Wealth, renown, pleasure.
Poverty, infamy, pain.

What high price we pay for loneliness.

But, the most wondrous event would be if man could relinquish all the stains and defilements of the untamed mind and progress toward achieving real mental peace and satisfaction when he reaches the moon.

Man went all the way to the moon and asked her for lasting happiness. The moon answered. I have traveled for many thousands and thousands of years in search of what you speak. I have looked for it all over earth realm. But just as you, Man. Every year brings me further away from here. Either deeper into space, or higher onto heaven.

I only vote for people I know.

As Nagarjuna states, “All the dogmatists have been terrified by the lion’s roar of shunyata. Wherever they may reside, shunyata lies in wait.” Collectively, these insights offer a holistic approach to exploring the infinite possibilities inherent in the truth of emptiness.

I'm not Buddhist. That is a term reserved for those who judge me. I'm an unuttered name on a screen, a nothing. I just meditate.

If Samsara is seeing faults in others(Tilopa?)
Perhaps,
Nirvana is free of judgment.

Or even free of speculation at all.

Judging others, we limit ourselves by that very measurement. Not perceiving the enlightened qualities of others, we do not recognize ourselves. Meditation becomes difficult, and we find rest nowhere.