Posts Tagged ‘Stephen Gaskin’

Is There a Place for Technology?

July 19, 2014

Today I was perusing the New York Times web site and came upon an article about “what role poetry plays in a technologized world.” The full article belonged to the premium level of the web site, so I was only able to read the teaser. But I thought, “That’s backwards.” The root of existence is utterly pure—pure poetry. It’s the place where there is no commerce, desire, anger or lies. It’s the pure playing out of what really is. We have arisen from that, as has everything else. The poetry is karma, which is not reward and punishment, but cause and effect. Karma is the events that arise, in part, from the decisions we make, some of which are less pleasant that others. And karma is inexorable. As Stephen Gaskin once said (I’m paraphrasing), “Karma can be compared to taking a swing at a golf ball in a fully tiled bathroom. It’s going to get you.” Technology, along with a bunch of other of our creations, has been leading us away from an awareness of the purity of reality. Technology is not reality. It’s virtual reality. If we don’t reduce our obsession with the distraction, we’re going to suffer greatly for it. So the real question is what role technology might play within the pure poetry of the universe.

The Republican Party’s Idea of Freedom

January 7, 2010

Stephen Gaskin once said something along the lines of, “When the Republicans talk about freedom, what they’re talking about is the freedom to loot the ship.” He said that shortly after Reagan became president, and it stayed in my mind. I return to it over and over as I see, after nearly thirty years of damage, just how accurate his description was.

The Vow of the Boddhisattva

November 11, 2008

For several weeks I’ve had some half-remembered commentary by Stephen Gaskin on the Vow of the Boddhisattva running around in my head. I finally looked it up.

The deluding passions are inexhaustible, I vow to extinguish them all. The way of the Buddha is unattainable, I vow to attain it. Sentient beings are innumberable, I vow to save them all. The truth is impossible to expound, I vow to expound it. By the time I get this far, I generally lump them together as, “I vow to shovel shit against the tide forever.”