The Breathing Body
When the breathing body confronts the thinking mind
The breathing body (BB): What are you running after, thinking mind? I am afraid or have a strong suspicion that you do not know have a fucking clue on what you are doing.
The thinking mind (TM): Don’t interfere with my great thinking, you slave. I am the head, the intellectual lord, and you are just a piece of meat.
BB: But I am finding it difficult to breathe with your constant interference on everything. And the fun part is you are the one who is creating stupid problems and trying hard to solve and pretend you are great. I think it’s both time and energy wastage. Remember we have a limited fucks to give and we cannot just waste it away. Karmic debt or pay-back debt is not a joke and will bite my ass soon.
TM: Just shut up. You, good for nothing idiot. You and your karmic Buddhist bullshit. I know what to do.
BB prays, “ Oh lord, this fool does not know what it is doing.”
TM: Let me think.
BB: Think all you want but be aware that if I can’t breathe anymore then you drop dead without even a trace of you left, at least my dead body will be left.
TM: Shit.
BB: Yes.
TM: I am researching a new compassion+acceptance based double anal focused breathing method.
BB screams, “Oh my God. This fool will never leave me alone to breathe and take care.”
Lord replied, “Do not worry. Just watch the idiot. In your awareness, this fool can only give a limited fucks. Be patient and simply notice the idiot’s great ‘doings’. Let your watchful non-doing starve his fucks.”
When the oxygen is diminished below a certain point, you must choose, absolutely, between feeding all your mental bloodsuckers and taking care of your true business. You cannot afford to keep them around as pets. — Stephen T Butterfield
