Performers, not just performances, are consumed. But strangely, the fish throw themselves in the net. Counter intuitive. It’s a scary, but powerful notion. Nicely framed.
the red light in Bardo Thodol signifies choosing a reincarnation that is definitely not good, and usually it’s lustfully illegitimate.
I saw it as a soul wanting to explore the game, thus avoid even such big temptations, a soul that knows this is a play.
Yes indeed. The text tries to paint just that. We are actually so united in trying to escape from our situations, but we can’t, remember ‘No exit’?
Thank you for reading and commenting.
Supratik
the red light attracts me, but I get trapped in the play. three lines speak volumes. How many world wide are now realising they are “trapped in the play” The writhing fish in its death throes is divorced from onlooker’s thinking. We are congratulated on a “good catch” or similar. Forgetting or totally ignorant of the connection we all share to sentient beings. I eat fish so perhaps I am a hypocrite as I do not think I could reel in a fish, kill it and eat it but it is a deeper level we are talking about here. Good… Read more »
Yes indeed, we are talking about a deeper level here; I am a bong and no course is complete without fish, so I am also with you, on the same boat.
I find it amusing that regardless of what we do, where we are, we try to escape. Even if we immensely like what we do, the idea of a way out comes to everyone one of us, more so when we know that there is none.
I am glad you liked the idea.
Supratik
Again! Excellent, a short poem that says so much with so few words.
Thanks again
Dougie
Thank you. Glad you liked it.
Supratik
Performers, not just performances, are consumed. But strangely, the fish throw themselves in the net. Counter intuitive. It’s a scary, but powerful notion. Nicely framed.
Yes, absolutely. Thank you.
the red light in Bardo Thodol signifies choosing a reincarnation that is definitely not good, and usually it’s lustfully illegitimate.
I saw it as a soul wanting to explore the game, thus avoid even such big temptations, a soul that knows this is a play.
Yes indeed. The text tries to paint just that. We are actually so united in trying to escape from our situations, but we can’t, remember ‘No exit’?
Thank you for reading and commenting.
Supratik
the red light attracts me, but I get trapped in the play. three lines speak volumes. How many world wide are now realising they are “trapped in the play” The writhing fish in its death throes is divorced from onlooker’s thinking. We are congratulated on a “good catch” or similar. Forgetting or totally ignorant of the connection we all share to sentient beings. I eat fish so perhaps I am a hypocrite as I do not think I could reel in a fish, kill it and eat it but it is a deeper level we are talking about here. Good… Read more »
Yes indeed, we are talking about a deeper level here; I am a bong and no course is complete without fish, so I am also with you, on the same boat.
I find it amusing that regardless of what we do, where we are, we try to escape. Even if we immensely like what we do, the idea of a way out comes to everyone one of us, more so when we know that there is none.
I am glad you liked the idea.
Supratik