One might ask how a real born-again Christian comes to allow Buddhism, specifically Soto Zen, into his Life. I tell you I am just such a Christian. I love God and my Saviour Jesus Christ with all my heart, all my soul, and all my mind, and I love my neighbor as myself. I can never fully realize the nature of this Good until after death, or evil. This means that I love myself and other people fully. As the Buddha was human, I can read the study of Buddhism and embrace his teachings as I would Paul Tillich or Rhinhold Neighbor. Philosophies have all contributed to the great body of thought whereby we as a human I come to understand. I can read Buddhist very humane contributions to our ideas and ideals, as I would Leo Marx or Ken Kesey, or JD Salinger, or Fitzgerald, or Hemmihgway or William Shakespeare, or John Donne of the great humanism of the ages as in Lao Tsu or Hegal, or for that matter the philosophy of Karl Marx as applied to early Christianity, for indeed, the Buddha of Sidharta Gautama the man who advocated renunciation of things or grasping after the material in selfish behavior as it would result in ultimate death, and this is not different from Christ saying to seek the Kingdom of God within, and so admittedly the Buddha does not deal with dieties claiming this is not the aspusis of his phylosophy. Thus Christian faith leads to a subjugation of death which we as Christians embrace as the ultimate truth. Still the precepts, as the domain of the four noble truths and the final of these truths the eightfold path in which we renounce attitudes and actions of harm to self and other people is summed up in the Great Testament of loving God and people as ourselves. These truths are evident in the enlightened form of Buddha nature and are given the Christian in the twinkling of an eye or true salvation in which one embraces Jesus as the Son of God, and thereby the Christian becomes fully aware of eternity. Christ’s teachings take the believer one step beyond mear learning in a moment of full realization of God’s power over what the Buddha taught as possible through renunciation of Dukah or desire, yet somehow torture has lived in materialism. This is just as Christ taught. Christ says, no, learning is not enough that one must realize Him as the Ultimate Love giving His Life for humankind. That sin against self or others is itself supernatural, and in subjugating death, the ultimate sin, one becomes saved for all eternity. Death is final destruction, the ultimate bad, and one can find through Jesus the power over death through embracing the Christ risen from the dead and offering all humanity this ultimate realization that Life everlasting is possible, and Christians teach, this ultimate Life is not realized until after death, and that we as humans must accept this truth for we cannot know what the final truth is but by faith that this is possible. The Buddha does not deal with eternity, but the good action in the here and now, as Jesus offers the reward for the good life of full realization in Salvation. For the Christians there is good, and more than good, but faith in God and a reward in eternal Life. What the Nature of this Eternal Life is we are never fully told, such that I maintain that consciousness lives after death, that bad action toward self or others is the torture of conscience after death and that Christ’s Love goes beyond death, and this is the Heaven or full freedom from guilt.
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I was a University and college writing teacher, now retired, so I write poetry, and essays, mostly free verse poetry. I love writing. Computers, tablets, and smart phones are the norm. When one sees university campuses with students looking at phones while walking to class, one realizes writing can be blogging. I am an ordinary man writing for artistic pleasure writing, and simple taste-- blogs are an answer to high priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to print his paper books himself, because in 1855, and 1860 poetry did not sell. It does not sell now unless you have a Pulitzer Prize and even then the poet usually makes a living in other ways than writing. In all ages there have been writers writing out of their own needs, and blogs are an answer to get rid of high cost of self creativity. I am an older man with fewer computer skills than my daughter who has been at computers since she was three, so here I can satisfy my need to write without spending too much on self-published books. All three blogs let me reach an audience missed by books and stand a better chance to reach a wider audience. My two books, Winter from Spring, Meditations on Gratitude, as Kindle books and paperbacks did not reach as many people as I wanted, and blogs can let me avoid the printer. Layout and design is expensive. For me writing is more like the charcoal jottings of preexisting civilization made only for posterity. Blogs face two problems as I see it. They might be submerged into a chaos of too much writing, and they depend on electronic storage. Yet, how's that different from electronic books which must have specialized publication? Paper disintegrates, blogs can be physically stored and organized for posterity in data banks. All organization becomes chaos at some point, but charcoal images on cave walls still exist after the author scribbled eons ago. So what if I reach only a few interested people, but hopefully, readers will reach out to me. Writing is essential for showing the ways of culture before history knows those ways. To record each individual is essential especial for billions of people who need to know enough reading beyond pictures to save a planet. Writing without profit isn't new to me. I'm not seeking to impress the audience. Poetry in general never sells, and personal confessional, and emotional writing exists sometimes like journal writings only for the author. At least here is my hope for wider audiences. My writing is personal and informal, but my writing expresses some serious ideas like the writing of contemporary writers to rise above chaos in my own simple way, above self-absorption, a meditation, the simple writing of an ordinary man. I hope to find my own way out of my own chaos and make my record stand alone if even in electrons. Though I hope never to express nightmare in my poetry, fiction, or essays, some serious considerations are important to me after centuries of mechanized nightmare. The next decade is probably of the same failure in our world. This decade looks to be another time of diminished individuals and the next as well. We all wish peace and hope will become normal. It looks like if hope reaches each individual, not governments there is satisfaction in making means of writing available to many. My hope is for each human being to give their own expression out of the abyss. If humankind is to survive in any common way, we must each be able to express maturity and take responsibility in something beyond self. Electronic media offers people these possibilities so long as computers can store individual lives. Here people can freely see what I write and what others write. Though I hold an MFA in creative writing my simple vision never found a wide audience. I was disappointed about this earlier in my life, but now it's just what one expects of such degrees. I found happiness in family and especially in love of my wife and daughter. Writing can be more than a pastime now that I'm older. I approach seven decades living with some disappointing times, and some satisfying times. I'm like most people, and I've been married more than 37 years, and we sent a successful daughter into the world. We happily live in a country where even the poorest have food. Often as a young man when I traveled for nearly one year through Europe, where does a culture begin to feed and house so many people, and how do all these people live in harmony since World War II? Maybe it's been a question of survival. Writers can hold a little corner with blogging, blogging for harmony and peace. This is my hope. This is my question. View more posts