My physical condition is bad in the morning, and when I'm suffering in the bathroom, a world map is attached to it, and I always feel how small I am in this world. When I died alone, I really don't think this world is anything.
Saying I want to die or that I'm going to die six months later isn't about my body, is it?
The human ego inherits this inherently selfless body and mind. That damn monaiego that works like an impersonation boils sometimes, doesn't it?
That wasn't the case when I was a kid.
But don't be kidding around with bad things! When I think it's not a joke and what I don't think I'm doing overlap, my consciousness runs wild. I think that's probably part of the mentality of self-defense. Everyone is conscious of trying to protect themselves.
However, when I encounter something really horrible and unavoidable in the human world, and something like an allergy escape reaction develops from within without being able to face it, I feel more and more nervous due to a depressive mentality. There was a time like that for me, and there was something I could see when I expressed that unspeakable heart with a high GAIN on rock guitar. It's good if you live honestly.
One thing is that humans only know the small environment in which they were born.
One thing, without being pretty, humans are developing, and no one is perfect. At most, he has been active for 5,60 years. People who have always prioritized God and Buddha have no way to save God or Buddha. A religion called egoism.
One thing, even so, it seemed like the Earth was moving, and even so, the world had nothing to do with my ego and seemed selfless.
One, that selflessness means that 90% of the body's activity is selfless, so it was just a matter of thought that I was going to die or that I was going to do it this way. That ego, lies, and the self-centered idea of a small show mona ego was hurting me. Also, the true nature of that ego is that it was also a kind of mentality of being affectionate with oneself.
And there was a way to destroy that useless ego. Zazen = meditation. When it's destroyed, the judge called me, the judge, the commentator who gets the money and is told to follow the script of the program, and the chatty person in the brain that looks like a guest are eliminated from within the brain studio.
Then, the world became brighter than my selfish dark vision that I had thought until a moment ago. Be sure to try it out.