Silent Scream

By valiswaverider

Mon, 13 Oct 2014
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My history is scattered

I brought a book filled with good intentions

I boarded a plane, to see the world

I went to university to change my id

My reason to exist

 

I screamed at the mirror

The mirror screamed back

Smashed image, intact mirror

What am I doing

 

I screamed in the wood

I screamed

I screamed

I screamed

I screamed

The bird hovered and the forest was full of life

 

Lay on the floor and wept

For loss and what may of being

My ego died

And I was born

I lived for the first time

The mirror was smashed but not by my fist

 

“If you meet the Buddha on the road kill the Buddha”

I am the Buddha nature of all things

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I don't understand the last 2 lines, but appreciate the picture of searching in the first few verses, and also the crying, dying, rebirth. But that relates to me of my coming to the Maker of the universe desperate for that sense of purpose and meaning, and experiencing that death and new birth and humbling that he purchased for me at Calvary. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

You sound very angry. You should calm down. My advice is fill the basin with water and put your face in it. Works better than a pillow.

Good luck! Tom

 

Submitted by valiswaverider on

I do nt think you really understood this poem Tom. Its about the confrontation with death. The quote " if you meet the buddha on the road kill the buddha means this

If you meet the Buddha, kill him. (逢佛殺佛)

—Linji

Thinking about the Buddha as an entity or deity is delusion, not awakening. One must destroy the preconception of the Buddha as separate and external before one can become internally as their own Buddha. Zen master Shunryu Suzuki wrote in Zen Mind, Beginner's Mind during an introduction to Zazen,

Kill the Buddha if the Buddha exists somewhere else. Kill the Buddha, because you should resume your own Buddha nature.

One is only able to see a Buddha as he exists in separation from Buddha, the mind of the practitioner is thus still holding onto apparent duality.

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Sorry man I thought it was about a silent scream.

 

Submitted by valiswaverider on

Thats okay Tom , this is yet another poem about the death of my mother, but also it is about ego death and excepting the fact that all things pass and yet we are part of the passion of creation the joyful act of living . I like how Joseph Campbell puts it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ExiRGrIKlwM