On friday evening I met my friends, who are not buddhist guys. Actually it is quite difficult to define what is a buddhist and what's not, because the buddha's advices for the everyday life are so timeless, and so obvious, that you don't even have to read many buddhism to agree in your thinking with the teachings of the Buddha. Moreover we are not really sure about what the Buddha taught - we can just conclude about the original teachings of the Buddha. The most important message is that we have to be critical, and use common sens in every life situations, and not to behave inconsiderately.
Nowadays, due to a recent governemntal provision, you cannot smoke in pubs in Hungary, but still there are some places where you can stand or sit together with some companions of yours and enjoy this unhealthy habit in tiny rooms, or in front of toilets.
Having consumed some mugs of beer, we were in a pub-philosophy mood and ended up with the topic of death and fear of death.
So strange.
Usually when I mention death, people's face turn pale, and start to talk about anything else, after telling some commonplaces we end up with the weather, and run away.
But this is not really a brave attitude toward death, and to be honest, at the end everybody dies. For sure there are some moments in everybody's life, when starts to think over the things, and evaluate his or her deeds, but still very few face death with an attitude like us after having learnt the methods of concious dying. More precise to say: the method of transferring consciousness at the time of death.
So this was our topic on friday evening in a moderately smoky pub in Budapest.
Nowadays, due to a recent governemntal provision, you cannot smoke in pubs in Hungary, but still there are some places where you can stand or sit together with some companions of yours and enjoy this unhealthy habit in tiny rooms, or in front of toilets.
Having consumed some mugs of beer, we were in a pub-philosophy mood and ended up with the topic of death and fear of death.
So strange.
Usually when I mention death, people's face turn pale, and start to talk about anything else, after telling some commonplaces we end up with the weather, and run away.
But this is not really a brave attitude toward death, and to be honest, at the end everybody dies. For sure there are some moments in everybody's life, when starts to think over the things, and evaluate his or her deeds, but still very few face death with an attitude like us after having learnt the methods of concious dying. More precise to say: the method of transferring consciousness at the time of death.
So this was our topic on friday evening in a moderately smoky pub in Budapest.
Nincsenek megjegyzések:
Megjegyzés küldése