BUDDHA CAT
“I dreamt about Buddha Cat last night. ‘I am everywhere,’ she said. ‘I am an observer.’ The color brown, the dharmic number nine were in my dream. Then Mandy woke me up by walking across my back.”
What does ‘nine’ signify?
“According to Wikipedia, there are thirteen contemplations for attaining birth in the Pure Land. #9 is the contemplation of Amitabha Buddha. There are also nine levels of birth. #9 is the lowest level of the lowest grade.”
“Aha… Buddha Cat’s in your lap again.”
That’s the third time Mandy’s sat in my lap today. Probably because I recognized her Buddha nature, after you told me.
But can she be Buddha if she’s focused on her stomach all the time?
“I think Buddha’s OK with eating. Buddha’s down to Earth. Just look at him. He’s got a big Buddha belly.”
One think I don’t like about Buddha is he left his wife and family. Just walked off. Abandoned them. How can you assume higher levels of consciousness when you abandon lower levels of responsibility?
“Aren’t there always lower spheres of consideration?”
I think responsibility to your family is a higher consideration in a lower world. He just abandoned his family.
“So even the greatest humanitarians have the greatest faults.”
They all seem to sacrifice responsibility for those closest to them to responsibility for the greatest number. Including Gandhi.
“Really, Gandhi did?”
Yeah, his family suffered. When you’re a world figure, those close to you tend to suffer more.
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“Any more thoughts on the topic of Buddha Cat?”
Well, my groin is warm this cold morning thanks to the Buddha Lap Cat. Buddha cat, Buddha Kitty, Buddha Buddha, yeah. Camp town races all day long, o dudah day.
Smith & Lady