People can be quite awful sometimesand sometimes those people are us
we
you  & me 
A life of endless propaganda for some horseshit dictator of self
infinite cosmic beings  trying to make a quick buck

That’s how the Buddha started out. Enlightenment was a get rich scheme of his own invention. The problem was, no one was interested. The Buddha was ahead of his time. So, taking a cue from some assholes he’d met on holiday in Russia, he decided to create a need for enlightenment. Then could sell the bananas out of it. He told everyone that life was suffering and to prove it he showed them some slides of sexually transmitted diseases and a short film of puppies being hurt.
It worked. Everyone was totally bummed. Then he pulled out his secret weapon. He taught them how to meditate. The meditation completely bummed them out and made their knees and backs hurt. After that the Buddha made everyone tea and told funny stories. Then everyone actually felt pretty good.
Turns out all you had to do was to arbitrarily suffer and if you do that for a half hour in the morning and then a half hour at night the rest of the day is fucking delightful.

People can be quite awful sometimes
and sometimes those people are us

we

you
&
me

A life of endless propaganda
for some horseshit dictator
of self

infinite cosmic beings
trying to make a quick buck

That’s how the Buddha started out. Enlightenment was a get rich scheme of his own invention. The problem was, no one was interested. The Buddha was ahead of his time. So, taking a cue from some assholes he’d met on holiday in Russia, he decided to create a need for enlightenment. Then could sell the bananas out of it. He told everyone that life was suffering and to prove it he showed them some slides of sexually transmitted diseases and a short film of puppies being hurt.

It worked. Everyone was totally bummed. Then he pulled out his secret weapon. He taught them how to meditate. The meditation completely bummed them out and made their knees and backs hurt. After that the Buddha made everyone tea and told funny stories. Then everyone actually felt pretty good.

Turns out all you had to do was to arbitrarily suffer and if you do that for a half hour in the morning and then a half hour at night the rest of the day is fucking delightful.

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