February 21st 2017

Bummer.

I lost my job at TJ’s Kid Store. In situations like this it’s a little harder to express myself on instagram, which is my plataform of choice for self expressions in 2017.

It’s rather unfortunately things ended as they did, but I cannot regret what has happened. I can only accept things as they are and move forward.

As on instagram, what we think we become. Here is to a better day tomorrow. – Genesis@tigerpoetry

Today

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Ego

My last thoughts were a shameful ones filled with suffering. But they will not be erased to ease my shameful ego. My architect build it’s house inside my heart.

I considered taking it down my post to ease my ego. But there is no value in the vessel, no shame in the form it takes.  My ego is merely an illusion.

Siddhārtha Gautama was a normal man as am I.

Thank you honorable Nagasenas for teaching me that there is no permanence individuality in who I am.

I am known as Genesis, it is merely the designation in common used with no permanence individuality implied by my name. There is no Genesis, it is a mere empty sound.

My pursuit of the Buddha’s Dharma will not be stopped by illusions of pride or permanence of ego. Only the Buddha’s Darma is of value. Only reaching Nirvana through the middle way is of substance.

Namaste


Being Mindful

Who am I?

“Will you be my god? “

“But I am your house, and you live in me. “

“Be mindful.”

The Buddha’s conviction was true. He knew himself.

“Will you be my god? “

Architect, finally I’ve meet you. You will not rebuild your house again.

“But I am your house, and you live in me. “

Oh lord of my own ego. You are pure illusion. You do not exist. The earth is my witness.

My conviction is not true. I do not know myself.