Werner (Germany, 57yo, Film Directer)

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2007

What I remember most clear of this year is the moment of the third day of the may-sesshin in the hondo of antaiji, when I was convinced that my ass is out of porcellan and would break off any second.

Pain was so big that even my everturning blabla-thinking would stop.

What to do?

Get up from the zafu, leave the sesshin, pack my bag, walk down the mountain again?

Suddenly (Why?)

the pain was still there
but it didn’t have the power anymore
to drive me panic

What a relief!

I guess everybody knows that.

May be like a good shit after long constipation.

Funny thing: It changed my life or may be not my life - but my view on it.

So thank you sangha of antaiji !

Domo arigato

Gasho

Love

W.

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antaiji

sudden rain
washes wind
from burning plastic smell


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the eagle of the heart
what will they be writing about 2000 years from
now
if they are
here?

now
I drink cabernet sauvignon while
listening to
Bach: it’s
most curious: this
continuing death
this
continuing life

as
I look at this hand
holding a cigarette
I feel as if
I have been here
forever.
now
troops with bayonets
sack
the town below.
my dog, Tony, smiles at
me.
it is well
to feel good
for no reason;
or
with a limited
choice to
choose
anyhow;
or with a little love,
not to buckle to
hatred.
faith, brother, not in the
gods
but in
yourself:
don’t ask,
tell.

I tell you
such fine
music
waits
in the
shadows
of
hell.

-Charles Bukowski-
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nothing but pain
says fear

no way out
says reason

it is the way it is
says love


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antaiji

too much speed
creates flat tires
rice grows anyway