THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
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<strong>THE</strong> <strong>DHAMMAPADA</strong>: <strong>THE</strong> <strong>WAY</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BUDDHA</strong>, <strong>VOL</strong>. 9-<strong>12</strong> 271<br />
BELOVED MASTER, DO YOU REALLY KNOW ITALIAN? <strong>THE</strong>N PLEASE TELL ME WHAT <strong>THE</strong> ITAL-<br />
IAN WORD IS FOR REFRIGERATOR AND ALSO <strong>THE</strong> ITALIAN WORD FOR A PRETTY GIRL.<br />
Satyam, I don’t know that much Italian, but I will try my best. <strong>The</strong> Italian word for refrigerator is ’ice-a box’,<br />
and the Italian word for a pretty girl is ’nice-a box’!<br />
<strong>The</strong> last question:<br />
Question 7<br />
BELOVED MASTER, IS <strong>THE</strong>RE ANY HOPE FOR SOMEONE FROM AMERICA? WHAT ABOUT ONE<br />
WHO COMES FROM CALIFORNIA, BUT IS ENGLISH AND GERMAN; HAS A SCOTTISH STEPFA<strong>THE</strong>R<br />
AND A JEWISH MO<strong>THE</strong>R; LOOKS SWEDISH AND FEELS ITALIAN? P.S.: AND LIVES WITH A NEW<br />
YORK JEWISH-RUSSIAN POLACK!<br />
Anupama, you are in quite a mess! Enlightenment is absolutely sure!<br />
Enough for today.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Dhammapada: <strong>The</strong> Way of the Buddha, Vol. 11<br />
Chapter 9 What mischief!<br />
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A MASTER GIVES UP MISCHIEF. HE IS SERENE. HE LEAVES EVERYTHING BEHIND HIM.<br />
HE DOES NOT TAKE <strong>OF</strong>FENSE AND HE DOES NOT GIVE IT. HE NEVER RETURNS EVIL FOR EVIL.<br />
ALAS FOR <strong>THE</strong> MAN WHO RAISES HIS HAND AGAINST ANO<strong>THE</strong>R, AND EVEN MORE FOR HIM<br />
WHO RETURNS <strong>THE</strong> BLOW.<br />
RESIST <strong>THE</strong> PLEASURES <strong>OF</strong> LIFE AND <strong>THE</strong> DESIRE TO HURT TILL SORROWS VANISH.<br />
NEVER <strong>OF</strong>FEND BY WHAT YOU THINK OR SAY OR DO.<br />
HONOR <strong>THE</strong> MAN WHO IS AWAKE AND SHOWS YOU <strong>THE</strong> <strong>WAY</strong>. HONOR <strong>THE</strong> FIRE <strong>OF</strong> HIS SAC-<br />
RIFICE.<br />
MATTED HAIR OR FAMILY OR CASTE DO NOT MAKE A MASTER BUT <strong>THE</strong> TRUTH AND GOOD-<br />
NESS WITH WHICH HE IS BLESSED.<br />
YOUR HAIR IS TANGLED AND YOU SIT ON A DEERSKIN. WHAT FOLLY! WHEN INSIDE YOU ARE<br />
RAGGED WITH LUST.<br />
<strong>THE</strong> MASTER’S CLO<strong>THE</strong>S ARE IN TATTERS. HIS VEINS STAND OUT, HE IS WASTING A<strong>WAY</strong>.<br />
ALONE IN <strong>THE</strong> FOREST HE SITS AND MEDITATES.<br />
Hank was riding the range, a-singing and a-humming. Suddenly his horse reared and stopped. In front of them<br />
was a huge snake. Hank drew his gun and was about to fire when the snake cried, ”Don’t shoot! If you spare my<br />
life I have the power to grant you any three wishes you make!”<br />
”Okay,” said Hank, figuring he had nothing to lose. ”My first wish is a handsome face like Paul Newman.<br />
Second I want a muscular body like Muhammad Ali. And my last wish is to be equipped like my horse here!”<br />
”Granted!” said the snake. ”When you wake up tomorrow you will have all these things.”<br />
Next morning Hank awoke and rushed to the mirror. Sure enough, he had a face like Paul Newman and to his<br />
delight he saw a pair of massive shoulders and arms like Muhammad Ali. <strong>The</strong>n glancing down in great excitement<br />
he let out a blood-curdling howl, ”My God, I clean forgot!” he babbled. ”Yesterday I was riding Nellie!”<br />
Man lives almost in a kind of deep sleep. He is not aware who he is, what he is doing, what he is thinking,<br />
where he is going, why he is going. His whole life is the life of a somnambulist, a sleepwalker. He is utterly<br />
unconscious. Out of this unconsciousness arise a thousand and one mischiefs; not that he knowingly wants to do<br />
them, he cannot avoid them. It is not a question of his decision to stop being mischievous; it is a question of his<br />
awareness. If he is aware, mischiefs disappear as darkness disappears when you bring light in. If he is not aware<br />
he may think he is doing something good, he may believe with his whole heart that he is doing something good,<br />
but he will be doing something mischievous. <strong>The</strong> total outcome of his life is going to be more chaos in the world.<br />
You can watch the do-gooders: they all try to help, they all try to serve; they make it a point that their whole<br />
life should be one of service. So many public servants in the world, so many missionaries, so many social reformers,<br />
so many great revolutionaries and look at the shape the world is in. Can it be more in a mess? This is the<br />
outcome of all your great efforts, of all your great saints. <strong>The</strong> tree is known by the fruit, and all your religions<br />
and all your saints and holy men can only be known by the world that they have helped to create. It is the most<br />
ugly world possible.<br />
Not that God is responsible God has made a beautiful world. His world is immensely beautiful: the trees, the<br />
flowers, the rivers, the mountains, the stars. But the world that man has made, the social structures that man<br />
has created are all ugly, violent, utterly mischievous. But everything bad can be done in the name of good.