A parody about my life in the PV practice community, phases I went through, people I met.
Anicca = Impermanence. Anatta = Non-self. Our relationship to these 2 truths determines whether we experience suffering (dukkha) or freedom (nirvana).
Lyrics:
1st retreat showed up. Monastery doorstep.
Trying to escape the past. No where left to go.
Life a wreck, drug addicted. Mentally so conflicted.
Searching for anything. Really I dont know.
Boring monks, orientation. Lay women captivating.
Children playing having fun, except me Im the only one.
People walking so slow. Talking even more slow.
Monastics look so calm. But I feel like a bomb.
Anicca Anatta. As long as were clinging we will still be suffering.
Anicca Anatta. If we let it be, we can still be free.
Young nuns giggle loud. Others float on a cloud.
Sister Abbess watches on. Steady as a tank.
Teachers say watch your breath. Free yourself from birth and death.
Newcomers worship Thay. Hes the highest rank.
Brothers seem to be perfection. So I turn in their direction.
Lay sangha just dont get it. Seem like fools a world away.
Back home, dharma sharing. So boring, feel like swearing.
Try to talk, why bother. They dont get it anyway.
Talking in a monotone. Copy others like a drone.
Stiff neck, back upright. Trying to look right.
Tired of breathing in and out. Feeling bored; having doubt.
Practicing with no belief. Hoping for relief.
Practice losing traction. Seeking a distraction.
Addiction in my life again. Stuck inside my own pain.
Anicca Anatta. As long as were clinging we will still be suffering.
Anicca Anatta. If we let it be, we can still be free.
Songs about the practice. Recording another disc.
Oasis in 2004. Sisters brothers superstars.
Lay people getting greedy. Video and music CDs.
Need to have more retreats. Brothers feeling really beat.
Brother Johnny Brother Nancy. From Saigon, talk so sassy.
Higher education calling. Staying here dont mean much.
Monastery such a drag. Time to pack up the bags.
Forget your broken English - Cant you see how many lives you touch?
Differences in practice. Mine is right so thats it.
Searching for a better way. Have to go, cannot stay.
Some turn to Red Tara. Some get tough with Theravada.
Thay Phap Tue, gone astray. What else do I have to say?
Anicca Anatta. As long as were clinging we will still be suffering.
Anicca Anatta. If we let it be, we can still be free.
Learning now to be free. Same sangha, different me.
No more mindful rat race. Finding my own pace.
Taking refuge in others. Reconcile, father, mother.
Buddha dharma in myself. Climbing out of my shell.
Listening and sharing. Having to be daring.
Trusting that they can see. Past my insecurity.
People come into my life. Fading out or shining bright.
Some give inspiration. But I keep my own direction.
Changes in community. But keeping my tranquility.
Like the leaves of a tree. We can learn to be free.
Anicca Anatta. As long as were clinging we will still be suffering.
Anicca Anatta. If we let it be, we can still be free.
Pictures and song so stupid :/
StrawberrySphere 1 year ago
@StrawberrySphere I can understand why you find the pictures and song to be so stupid. I’m not much of a singer or an artist. I took the risk of expressing myself in a way I never had before. I knew that only a few would relate, and others would be annoyed. Thank you for expressing yourself, too. Your comment will make others happy, who share your disappointment. Your profile says you prefer Miley Cyrus and Britney Spears. They are very talented and I hope you continue to enjoy them. Take care.
pvrecovery 11 months ago