I’m thinking that I have the best of all possible lives. I really do. It’s hard to believe sometimes, considering the day-in, day-out, annoyances that life throws my way, but I know. I know that it really is: As an atheist, I get to pick the cherries! The best of all possible worlds!
While I am no great friend of the Big Cheese and his Little Monkey, I am subscribing to the thing about love thy neighbour and peace to all. That’s good stuff.
I also like the general idea of tolerance conveyed through Buddhism. Assuming, that is, they are about tolerance rather than I can’t be bothered. Buddha is mostly pictured asleep, laughing or meditating. OK, I give them the benefit of the doubt. (Just in case you’re mildly offended: I have a teaching Buddha in my house, so shut up.)
Pork meat or open milk in a hot country? Avoid, avoid, I say, along with some of the larger religions.
Wash your feet regularly? Yes, I am in perfect agreement with that.
Suit yourself with two pairs of arms? I can’t wait to type and check my email, so that’s good.
- Iran confiscates Buddha statues in crackdown on ‘cultural invasion’ (guardian.co.uk)
- Day 10 (365buddhas.wordpress.com)