Siddhartha : The Buddha

Siddhartha Gautama was born around the year 580 BCE in the village of Lumbini in Nepal. He was born into a royal family, and his privileged life insulated him from the sufferings of life; sufferings such as sickness, age and death.
One day, after growing up, marrying and having a child, Siddhartha went outside the royal enclosure where he lived. When he went outside he saw, each for the first time, an old man, a sick man, and a corpse.
This greatly disturbed him, and he learned that sickness, age, and death were the inevitable fate of human beings - a fate no-one could avoid.
Siddhartha had also seen a monk, and he decided this was a sign that he should leave his protected royal life and live as a homeless holy man.
Siddhartha's travels showed him much more of the suffering of the world. He searched for a way to escape the inevitability of death, old age and pain first by studying with religious men. This didn't provide him with an answer.
Siddhartha encountered an Indian ascetic who encouraged him to follow a life of extreme self-denial and discipline.
The Buddha also practiced meditation but concluded that in themselves, the highest meditative states were not enough.
Siddhartha followed this life of extreme asceticism for six years, but this did not satisfy him either; he still had not escaped from the world of suffering.
He abandoned the strict lifestyle of self-denial and ascetism, but did not return to the pampered luxury of his early life.
One day, seated beneath the Bodhi tree (the tree of awakening) Siddhartha became deeply absorbed in meditation, and reflected on his experience of life, determined to penetrate its truth.
He finally achieved Enlightenment, he realized the Nature of Existence, and became the Buddha.

Ne Reviens Pas

Ne reviens pas, non…
Le ciel ne sera plus que nuages
Moi, je resterai là
Sans volonté, à broker du noir

Ne reviens pas, non…
Je me ferai vraiment tout petit
Et je resterai là
Avec mon chien à guetter à ta porte

Ne reviens pas, non…
Ma vie sera comme un désert
J’a atendría au soleil
Oui, vuelque chose me dit qu’il faut croire

Un tel abandon comme quand je respirais
Le parfum du plaisir que je te donnais
Tu etais si jolie et ce bonheur immense
Ne pouvait pas finir

Et comme avant, chaque soir notre etoile se penchera vers toi
Ell te dira tout de moi, de amour pour toi
Dis… amour, amour, amour
Mais je suis là, tu l’sais…
Reviens-moi ou je n’sais pas
Ce que je deviendrais

Ne reviens pas, non…
Il n’y aura plus de vie, plus rien
Je m’en irai sans toi
Avec la pluie pour tout baggage

Un tel abandon comme quand je respirais
Le parfum du plaisir que je te donnais
Tu etais si jolie et ce bonheur immense
Ne pouvait pas finir

Et comme avant, chaque soir notre etoile se penchera vers toi
Ell te dira tout de moi, de amour pour toi
Dis… amour, amour, amour
Mais je suis là, tu l’sais…
Reviens-moi ou je n’sais pas
Ce que je deviendrais

Generosidad

Palabras del Buda

Do not follow a life of evil; do not live heedlessly; do not have false views; do not value worldly things. In this way one can get rid of suffering.


No vayamos en pos de cosas vanas; no vivamos en la insensatez; no sigamos falsas doctrinas. Solo así podremos desaparecer el sufrimiento


Şeytanın hayatını takip etmeyin; dikkattsızce yaşamayın; yanlış düşün celere kapılmayın; dünya malına önem vermeyin. Ancak bu şekilde acı çekmekter kortulabilir siniz.


Ne suivez pas les petites choses, ne vivez pas en négligence. N'embrassez pas les vues fausses, ne soyez pas un mondain.

RUMİ

Bir bak.. nohut, tencerede atesten zebun oldu mu yukariya dogru siçramaya baslar.

Tencere kaynamaya baslayinca nohut, tencerenin üstüne firlamaya, yüzlerce coskunluk göstermeye koyulur.

"Neden beni atese attin, kaynatiyorsun.. mademki satin aldin, neye bu hallere ugratiyorsun" der.

Nohut pisiren kadin da nohuda kepçeyle vurup der ki: "Yok.. güzelce kayna, tencereden çikmaya kalkisma ."

Seni sevmedigimden, senden hoslanmadigimdan kaynatmiyorum seni ki.. bir zevke, bir çesniye sahip ol da.

Simple Life, Seneca

Let me give you, though, this one piece of advice: refrain from following the example of those whose craving is for attention, not their own improvement, by doing certain things which are calculated to give rise to comment upon your appearance or way of living generally.
Avoid long hair, an unkempt beard, an outspoken dislike of silverware, sleeping on the ground and all other misguided means to self-advertisement. The very name of philosophy, however modest the manner in which it is pursued, is unpopular enough as it is: imagine what the reaction would be if we started dissociating ourselves from the conventions of society.

Inwardly everything should be different but our outward face should conform with the crowd. Our clothes should not be gaudy, yet they should not be dowdy either. We should not keep silver plate with inlays of solid gold, but at the same time we should not imagine that doing without gold and silver is proof that we are leading the simple life.

Let our aim be a way of life not diametrically opposed to, but better than that of the mob. Otherwise we shall repel and alienate the very people whose reform we desire; we, shall make them, moreover, reluctant to imitate us in anything for fear they may have to imitate us in everything.

The first thing philosophy promises us is the feeling of fellowship, of belonging to mankind and being members of a community; being different will mean the abandoning of that manifesto. We must watch that the means by which we hope to gain admiration do not earn ridicule and hostility.

Our motto, as everyone one knows, is to live in conformity with nature: it is quite contrary to nature to torture one's body, to reject simple standards of cleanliness and make a point of being dirty, to adopt a diet that is not just plain but hideous and revolting. In the same way as a craving for dainties is a token of extravagant living, avoidance of familiar and inexpensive dishes betokens insanity.

Philosophy calls for simple living, not for doing penance, and the simple way of life need not be a crude one. The standard which I accept is this: one's life should be a compromise between the ideal and the popular morality. People should admire our way of life, but they should at the same time find it understandable.

Bushisms

“I think we agree, the past is over.”
~ George W. Bush, 2000-05-18

“I'm honoured to shake the hand of a brave Iraqi citizen who had his hand cut off by Saddam Hussein.”
~ George W. Bush, 2004-05-25, Washington, DC.

“Gas is — can only be transported by ship, though, when you liquefy it, when you put it in solid form.”
~ George W. Bush, 2005-04-28, White House press conference, desperately trying to remember what his third grade teacher taught him about the three states of matter.

“For every fatal shooting, there were roughly three non-fatal shootings. And folks, this is unacceptable in America. It’s just unacceptable. And we’re going to do something about it.”
~ George W. Bush
on the need for better quality guns.

“We’re going to have a White House forum there in Washington, D.C., obviously-that’s where the White House is…”
~ George W. Bush
Washington D.C., 2002-09-17

“The war on terror involves Saddam Hussein because of the nature of Saddam Hussein, the history of Saddam Hussein, and his willingness to terrorize himself.”
~ George W. Bush, Grand Rapids, Michigan, 2003-01-29

"No question that the enemy has tried to spread sectarian violence. They use violence as a tool to do that." --George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., March 22, 2006

"After the bombing, most Iraqis saw what the perpetuators of this attack were trying to do." --George W. Bush, on the bombing of the Golden Mosque of Samarra in Iraq, March 13, 2006, Washington, D.C.