What Tim Says is Stupid! – Pause


Dalai Lama

Dalai Lama (Photo credit: Joi)

 

From Dalai Lama:

 

“We can make this a more peaceful century if we cherish non-violence and concern for others’ well-being. It is possible. If the individual is happier, his or her family is happier; if families are happy, neighbourhoods and nations will be happy. By transforming ourselves we can change our human way of life and make this a century of compassion.”

 

Tim Bedwell That’s stupid.(from FB)

 

Janni Ericson Sounds great!(from FB)

 

 

China, Hands Off Tibet!


Tibet: An elderly Tibetan women holding a pray...

A billion people, who think they are morally and culturally superior to everybody else, should be considered a global menace. For whatever happens to what they perceive as the ‘Untermensch‘ is of no consequence to them. Add to that several trillion Yuan and you have a recipe for disaster. A prime example of their mentality is what happened in Tibet.

Was it that decades ago they thought the Tibetan belief system a threat to their own religion of communism? They certainly did not need to fear invasion from a practically non-existent Tibetan army. Is the region strategically important? One doubts it. Any valuable natural resources or heavy industry to profit from? Negative. So why did they invade this peace-loving nation?

The answer is simply because they could. A show of muscle to the rest of the world: stop us if you dare! Now after year and years of tyranny, of destroying temples and terrorizing the population, the Tibetans have finally had enough and retaliate in the only fashion open to them, self-immolation. They would rather suffer an excruciating death than stay mute and allow this to go on forever.

Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for us to make a stand! What is China’s strength? The faulty goods, which they mass-produce and sell for ridiculously low prices all over the world. Why do people buy products that they know one hundred percent certain will fall apart the first time they use them? Because they are dirt cheap! Should we stop being so idiotic and boycott any merchandise made in the People’s Republic of China, maybe they would sit up and take notice.

Nothing else will do the trick. Anybody could talk to their leaders until they were blue in the face and the ‘benign’ gentlemen would merely smile, nod and continue as before, in the firm (and perhaps just) belief that the barbarians know no better anyway. My mind, for one, is made up. I’ll buy nothing whatsoever that comes out of the P.R.C..

And China, get out of Tibet!

Related articles

A Message From A Wise Man!


Tenzin Gyatso (14th Dalai Lama) 2008, 2005 & 2...

Tenzin Gyatso (14th Dalai Lama) 2008, 2005 & 2004 (Finalist in 2009) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Given the scale of life in the cosmos, one human life is no more than a tiny blip. Each one of us is a just visitor to this planet, a guest, who will only stay for a limited time. What greater folly could there be than to spend this short time alone, unhappy or in conflict with our companions? Far better, surely, to use our short time here in living a meaningful life, enriched by our sense of connection with others and being of service to them.

Some College Humor.


complete idiots!

complete idiots! (Photo credit: lib_rachel)

  • As a homeless Jewish person, I have mixed emotions when people throw change at me.
  • In the United Kingdom, people sext each other with carrier pigeons, just cause.
  • I bought a book titled, The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Being a Complete Idiot. I read it while I’m rollerblading on my treadmill.
  • “I’m meditating my balls off, man.” -The Dalai Lama #famousquotes
  • So a woman drives into a bar…

Dear Kimmy Versus Dalai Lama!


 

2nd Dalai Lama http://www.simhas.org/files/2Da...

2nd Dalai Lama http://www.simhas.org/files/2Dalai.JPG (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Yesterday I took the liberty of reblogging that post about the Dalai Lama. I don’t know if you saw it. Now why would I do such a thing? Apparently, this man went visiting somewhere, very probably met some people and said some things… Personally, I am not interested in what he ate and in the state of his bowel movements, but… whenever this guy opens his mouth pearls of wisdom seem to tumble forth and for this I respect him immensely.

Back to „Dear Kimmy“, what pearls of wisdom stagger forth from her gob then? Am I missing something of interest here, folks? Has Miss Kardashian reached Nirvana and is she going to enlighten us on the shortcut that she discovered through painful(for her anyway!) meditation? Did she, after years of meticulous scientific study, invent a cure for cancer?

I wouldn’t know, because Ralphie has been too busy procrastinating and still can’t be asked to Google the Earth-shattering breakthroughs that Miss K. has on her curriculum. Could some kind-hearted reader of this blog bring this wisdom to my door, in a comment to this blog post, please?

Why do millions of people spend hard-earned money and time and effort on finding out what this bimbo is up to? Did she go discoing and get shit faced and make a spectacle of herself? So what? Billions of individuals do that every week. I know, ’cause I used to be one of them! Then why did the farterazzis not take trillions of pictures of me, when I was licking out assorted gutters all over Europe? Why did Jay Leno not invite me on his show after one of these feats? Jay, explain yourself, mate!

Or did „poor“ Kimmy have her nipples replaced by five carat diamond studs? Alright, I won’t go that far in order to reach celeb status! What is it with this broad and why do you all read about her? Tell me!!! Ralphie’s flabbergasted and flummoxed mind wants and needs to know!

A-ny-way, it is time for an update on Ralphie’s night and morning! I did pass a troubled night, because of my cold. I had coffee and cake for breakfast and for some inexplicable reason, I have not been to the bathroom yet. Details about the progress of my morning will have to wait till I can be arsed to convey said information to my gazillions of fans everywhere. Please refrain from pestering me with emails and such, because I might be in the middle of something important, like a nap! Toodeloo(!?) gang…

Sorting Out the Junk in my Brain.


Tenzin Gyatso gives a characteristic hands-rai...

Appointing a file clerk: I was rearranging assorted neurons in my spidery attic, trying to establish some semblance of order, but I soon threw my electron arms up in the air, in despair. I might as well rename those neurons(or morons?), which govern my thought processes, “ludicrons”! It was then, that I remembered something, which my Gran, who was the wisest of women, had told me once. She had said, that if I ever had trouble remembering something, or if I wanted to organise my attic, that I should appoint an imaginary file clerk, name him, and then I would be able to summon him at will, later on. I might as well give this a try, but I did not envy the poor sod his task, which was gargantuan. I hope, that he has better luck than Sisyphus.I named him Bob, gave him an office in my subconscious and left him there to get on with it. A subconscious can be handy sometimes, if you want to relegate a job, that you had rather not do yourself.

This mental labour had as yet left me childless, except perhaps for Bob. I therefore decided to try my hand at meditation. However, my hand proved to be an uncooperative, little so-and-so. The more I tried, the more I did not succeed. But then, I had long ago swept the notion of a void, a vacuum or nothingness under the carpet, for the dust mites to gnaw on. I finally let go and immersed myself in my favourite state of Zen, to be at one with the all, the whole, which has no frontiers of any kind(I greeted Captain Pickard, while I was there!).

Eat Pray Love

Image via Wikipedia

This reminded me of a supplicant, who had come to the Dalai Lama, filled to the brim with questions. The latter had remarked, that the man was so full of questions as to leave no room for any answers. To let go is the key, but is far from easy! I thought to myself, that my wish for peace and tranquility was a tad futile in an ever changing universe. This left me, if not at peace, then at least with a modicum of well-being.

Next, I was transported to Elisabeth Gilbert´s book: Eat, Pray, Love, which sports an anecdote about a guru, who when complained to by his disciples, that a kitten was disturbing their meditation with its meowing, had consigned the kitten to be bound to a tree, out of hearing. This seemed to me to miss the point. Granted, it is far easier to achieve peace of mind, when all outside stimuli have been removed. But should one not seek to be able to achieve this cherished state even, or perhaps especially, when one finds oneself in the middle of New York´s central station? For is not life filled with distractions and tribulations? I thought, that the point of meditation was to help someone deal with life, in all its confusion.

Right, Bob, you may file this under the disjointed ramblings of a tired old soul! I wish you all the peace you can find.And if you should discover its hiding place, could you contact yours truly and divulge this most treasured information(perhaps you would also be kind enough as to include a map)?