Poem -

The middle way

The middle way

Everything has a cause 

And a beginning 

According to Buddhism

A tree is a tree that is rising 

Up through the earth

A bird is a bird flying through 

The sky

A half bowl of pickled vegetables 

Has many causes and conditions 

What is the cause of violence 

In a world denying of suffering.

Where is a biased view formed; 

In the swamps of the mind; 

How is a limitless view brought forth;

In a city street filled with rushing legs; doubtful. 

As for the nihilistic; the destroyed 

Upon this earth, in cold moral blood - 

Eating my vegetables in the local drop inn centre

Hearing the sound of nothing 

I am reminded of the truth of the middle way. 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Jai,

Another brilliant work from "down under", that is "over the top".  The blinded eyes that destroy our greenery, paradoxically, to augment their own.  Nihilistic false virtues, promoted by unaltruistic false corporations, who profess their love of Earth, but secretly destroy it.  I worry that "The Middle Way" is in dire danger!

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Jai Masters

I am up early to find the muddle way instead 

because the middle way is dead yiKes Larry Ran

how is life in the end; USA is best country for 

chance of democracy as the Chinese build Islands to war and Russia shows how strong it is in Ukraine and elsewhere America bears the brunt -

the middle way is the USA even with it's extremes it is it is it is. I am tired of Iran 

too with their racism. Luv JAi:) 

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