WW: Sehome Hill observation tower

(Iconic Bellingham viewpoint, looking out over the northern Sound, San Juan Islands, Canada, and Olympic Mountains. Constructed while I was in college at the foot of the hill, sometime in the Pleistocene Era.)

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Virtue Koan

The Sword of Righteousness has a D handle.

Wu Ya's commentary: Only true warriors can lift it.


(Photo of a Land Girl at work courtesy of The Imperial War Museum, the UK Ministry of Information, and Wikimedia Commons.)

WW: Fire suppression

(While walking off-trail in a local forest park, I was surprised to find this sprinkler head in the middle of the woods. After some contemplation, I realised it must be part of a fire-suppression system.

The entire forest is probably sown with these at regular intervals, most camouflaged by fallen vegetation. I'll warrant we'll see a lot more of this kind of thing as global climate disruption intensifies.)

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Killing the Buddha

"If you meet the Buddha in the road, kill him."

This well-worn Chàn koan, attributed to Linji Yixuan, has the sting befitting the ancestor of Rinzai. (Which word is just "Linji" pronounced badly.) Down the generations, this single sentence has attracted a wealth of commentary in the Great Sangha, and has to some extent even become familiar to the world beyond it.

Shunryu Suzuki – Soto priest, founder of San Francisco Zen Centre, prominent ancestor of Western Zen – inflected it in at least two directions: “Kill the Buddha if the Buddha exists somewhere else" (an invocation of things as they are), and "Kill the Buddha, because you should resume your own Buddha nature,” a timely reminder that you're the only one who can save you.

Others rush to insist that the Buddha in this directive isn't the actual Buddha, i.e., the man Gautama (though I believe he is, but more on that in a second). In this reading, it's really a warning against mistaken Buddhas: inferior teachers, your own delusions, received wisdom.

Perfectly sound, but a bit churchy for my taste.

So I've been turning this commandment in the light for about twenty years now. To me it does in fact refer to the historical Buddha. Because he's much more likely to hurt you than anyone else.

Some huckster in a plaid sport coat could con a minority of seekers with his pious salvation scams, but most of us will walk past that. No, to screw the majority, you need the real thing. That'll get us all worshipping when we should be practicing.

'Fore you know it, robes and gongs and incense will be all that's left of Buddhism. We'll be anointing statues, chanting names, venerating relics. At last some clever-dick will bust out the sutras and start telling us the Buddha said this and the Buddha said that, all in defence of this massive religious folk dance we will all have to complete before we're allowed to seek enlightenment.

Hell, with a little luck, we might even get the Buddha to straight-up end all Buddhism on Earth.

Which is why you want to kill that mofo good.

One good whop with your monk stick.

Because the fact is, Gautama left us 2500 years ago. He spoke his piece, left his treasures, and sensibly died.

Don't let a zombie eat your brain.


(Photo of an arrestingly Buddhic road in Uzbekistan courtesy of Arina Pan and Wikimedia Commons.)

WW: Red-flowering currants

(Ribes sanguineum. Common native food here on the North Coast. Eponymous flower here.)

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WW: Autumn self-portrait

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Poem: Doves

doves flush from the maples
art deco airframes torpedoing through the branches
rolling left and right


(Photo courtesy of Imran Shah and Wikimedia Commons.)

WW: Evening sky

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