2019 is almost over and all I gotta say is what the fuck was that<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
which expresses succinctly one of the mental states into which I occasionally stumble.<\/p>\n
\nAnd the next though that coursed through my mind was<\/p>\n
I take refuge in Ot<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Where do these things come from? What imp instantiates them, sends them into Consciousness, which then offers them up to me to play with, these illusions and allusions that connect things to improbable other things?<\/p>\n
\nThe next thought was<\/p>\n
hmmm. “take refuge in”… <\/p><\/blockquote>\n
which of course is a formula in Buddhist practice (one takes refuge in the Three Jewels: the Buddha, the Dharma, the Sangha), and that<\/i> led to the realization that I was a bit less clear about this Dharma thing than I thought I should be, so a brief Wikipedia digression happened, and that<\/i> led to an article on the Vedic concept of Ṛta<\/a> (“the order that makes life and universe possible”, which seems to be nothing more or less than the Tao, innit?). That Sanskrit Ṛ phoneme is “a vocalist r, like that in pert or dirt, when pronounced with a rhotic r, e.g. as in American…”, but in Providence or Boston dialect would be non-rhotic<\/i> [caa, paak, ot…]. And \/Ṛta\/ can be glossed as ‘Truth’.<\/p>\n
\nAnd so on.<\/p>\n
\nThis Ot<\/b> in which I claim to take refuge is well known to whatever readers of this blog there may be out there. Yesterday produced several more examples:
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