#impermanence — Public Fediverse posts

Feuilles au vent
#citation #cycle #Homère #Iliade #impermanence #musique #piano

« Il en est de la race des humains comme des feuilles :
Le vent a beau les coucher sur le sol, il en vient d'autres
Dans les bois verdoyants, dès que s'annonce le printemps.
Ainsi les hommes tour à tour naissent, puis disparaissent. »
– Homère, L'Iliade, chant VI

musique :
https://soundcloud.com/chartrand-saint-louis/feuilles-au-vent-par-chartrand

piano solo : https://soundcloud.com/chartrand-saint-louis/feuilles-au-vent-par-chartrand-saint-louis-mixage-revision-et-sonorisation-par-albert

Feuilles au vent
#citation #cycle #Homère #Iliade #impermanence #musique #piano

« Il en est de la race des humains comme des feuilles :
Le vent a beau les coucher sur le sol, il en vient d'autres
Dans les bois verdoyants, dès que s'annonce le printemps.
Ainsi les hommes tour à tour naissent, puis disparaissent. »
– Homère, L'Iliade, chant VI

musique :
https://soundcloud.com/chartrand-saint-louis/feuilles-au-vent-par-chartrand

piano solo : https://soundcloud.com/chartrand-saint-louis/feuilles-au-vent-par-chartrand-saint-louis-mixage-revision-et-sonorisation-par-albert

“We choose progress over protest. We choose purpose over chaos. We choose unity over division,” he said. #auspol
Albo's 🐴💩 only shows how PWND & irrelevant he is, given all conditioned existence is transient, inconstant, subject to change, and lacking a permanent, solid core.
#impermanence☸️ #physics

Cartoon Girl Wearing Black Boo...

“We choose progress over protest. We choose purpose over chaos. We choose unity over division,” he said. #auspol
Albo's 🐴💩 only shows how PWND & irrelevant he is, given all conditioned existence is transient, inconstant, subject to change, and lacking a permanent, solid core.
#impermanence☸️ #physics

Cartoon Girl Wearing Black Boo...

sand castles
cannot stand against
the tides of time

#haiku
#Impermanence
#dailyhaikuprompt

sand castles
cannot stand against
the tides of time

#haiku
#Impermanence
#dailyhaikuprompt

sand castles
cannot stand against
the tides of time

#haiku
#Impermanence
#dailyhaikuprompt

sand castles
cannot stand against
the tides of time

#haiku
#Impermanence
#dailyhaikuprompt

sand castles
cannot stand against
the tides of time

#haiku
#Impermanence
#dailyhaikuprompt

✮ Warning Lights I Ignore ✮

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morning chill—
I'm reminded to stay
in the present moment

#haiku #Impermanence
#presence #dailyhaikuprompt

morning chill—
I'm reminded to stay
in the present moment

#haiku #Impermanence
#presence #dailyhaikuprompt

morning chill—
I'm reminded to stay
in the present moment

#haiku #Impermanence
#presence #dailyhaikuprompt

morning chill—
I'm reminded to stay
in the present moment

#haiku #Impermanence
#presence #dailyhaikuprompt

morning chill—
I'm reminded to stay
in the present moment

#haiku #Impermanence
#presence #dailyhaikuprompt

#Buddha is the quality of #awareness that observes without judgement, the #compassion that arises #naturally when we let go of our self-centred views, the #wisdom that knows the #impermanence & #interdependence of all things.

#Mukyōhō #Buddhism

#Buddha is the quality of #awareness that observes without judgement, the #compassion that arises #naturally when we let go of our self-centred views, the #wisdom that knows the #impermanence & #interdependence of all things.

#Mukyōhō #Buddhism

#Buddha is the quality of #awareness that observes without judgement, the #compassion that arises #naturally when we let go of our self-centred views, the #wisdom that knows the #impermanence & #interdependence of all things.

#Mukyōhō #Buddhism

#Buddha is the quality of #awareness that observes without judgement, the #compassion that arises #naturally when we let go of our self-centred views, the #wisdom that knows the #impermanence & #interdependence of all things.

#Mukyōhō #Buddhism

7/
Mono no Aware (物の哀れ): The gentle sadness, deep appreciation, and bittersweet beauty felt when witnessing something destined to fade—like cherry blossoms falling or a long-held chapter coming to a close.

Wabi-Sabi (侘寂): Finding beauty in imperfection, the passage of time, and the weathered patina of age.

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence
#物の哀れ
#侘寂

7/
Mono no Aware (物の哀れ): The gentle sadness, deep appreciation, and bittersweet beauty felt when witnessing something destined to fade—like cherry blossoms falling or a long-held chapter coming to a close.

Wabi-Sabi (侘寂): Finding beauty in imperfection, the passage of time, and the weathered patina of age.

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence
#物の哀れ
#侘寂

7/
Mono no Aware (物の哀れ): The gentle sadness, deep appreciation, and bittersweet beauty felt when witnessing something destined to fade—like cherry blossoms falling or a long-held chapter coming to a close.

Wabi-Sabi (侘寂): Finding beauty in imperfection, the passage of time, and the weathered patina of age.

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence
#物の哀れ
#侘寂

7/
Mono no Aware (物の哀れ): The gentle sadness, deep appreciation, and bittersweet beauty felt when witnessing something destined to fade—like cherry blossoms falling or a long-held chapter coming to a close.

Wabi-Sabi (侘寂): Finding beauty in imperfection, the passage of time, and the weathered patina of age.

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence
#物の哀れ
#侘寂

7/
Mono no Aware (物の哀れ): The gentle sadness, deep appreciation, and bittersweet beauty felt when witnessing something destined to fade—like cherry blossoms falling or a long-held chapter coming to a close.

Wabi-Sabi (侘寂): Finding beauty in imperfection, the passage of time, and the weathered patina of age.

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence
#物の哀れ
#侘寂

6/
無常

In Japanese culture and Buddhist philosophy, Mujō translates to "impermanence," "transience," or "mutability". It is the fundamental truth that nothing in the universe stays unchanged forever. Everything flows, everything shifts, and everything eventually transitions into something else.

While the concept can feel heavy at first glance, it is actually the foundational root of some of the most comforting Japanese aesthetics:

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence

6/
無常

In Japanese culture and Buddhist philosophy, Mujō translates to "impermanence," "transience," or "mutability". It is the fundamental truth that nothing in the universe stays unchanged forever. Everything flows, everything shifts, and everything eventually transitions into something else.

While the concept can feel heavy at first glance, it is actually the foundational root of some of the most comforting Japanese aesthetics:

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence

6/
無常

In Japanese culture and Buddhist philosophy, Mujō translates to "impermanence," "transience," or "mutability". It is the fundamental truth that nothing in the universe stays unchanged forever. Everything flows, everything shifts, and everything eventually transitions into something else.

While the concept can feel heavy at first glance, it is actually the foundational root of some of the most comforting Japanese aesthetics:

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence

6/
無常

In Japanese culture and Buddhist philosophy, Mujō translates to "impermanence," "transience," or "mutability". It is the fundamental truth that nothing in the universe stays unchanged forever. Everything flows, everything shifts, and everything eventually transitions into something else.

While the concept can feel heavy at first glance, it is actually the foundational root of some of the most comforting Japanese aesthetics:

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence

6/
無常

In Japanese culture and Buddhist philosophy, Mujō translates to "impermanence," "transience," or "mutability". It is the fundamental truth that nothing in the universe stays unchanged forever. Everything flows, everything shifts, and everything eventually transitions into something else.

While the concept can feel heavy at first glance, it is actually the foundational root of some of the most comforting Japanese aesthetics:

#Buddhism
#Japanese
#impermanence

The impermanent characteristic of things ...

#Buddhism #Dhamma #impermanence #Theravada

The impermanent characteristic of things ...

#Buddhism #Dhamma #impermanence #Theravada

The impermanent characteristic of things ...

#Buddhism #Dhamma #impermanence #Theravada

The impermanent characteristic of things ...

#Buddhism #Dhamma #impermanence #Theravada

The impermanent characteristic of things ...

#Buddhism #Dhamma #impermanence #Theravada

To be unaware is to suffer. Not knowing the nature of things, not seeing reality as it truly is, binds us to a world of illusion.

#Buddhism #Mukyōhō #Reality #NonDuality #Impermanence

To be unaware is to suffer. Not knowing the nature of things, not seeing reality as it truly is, binds us to a world of illusion.

#Buddhism #Mukyōhō #Reality #NonDuality #Impermanence

To be unaware is to suffer. Not knowing the nature of things, not seeing reality as it truly is, binds us to a world of illusion.

#Buddhism #Mukyōhō #Reality #NonDuality #Impermanence

To be unaware is to suffer. Not knowing the nature of things, not seeing reality as it truly is, binds us to a world of illusion.

#Buddhism #Mukyōhō #Reality #NonDuality #Impermanence

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

I leave my clothes beside the path,
& enter the #bush without disguise.
The wind strips away the last illusions,
The sunlight reveals nothing to hide.
Tree, stone, earth & #body
Move within one boundless field.
Each #naked step in #HadakaShizenyoku
Is the quiet flowering
Of #Mukyōhō’s #awakening.

#Nude #Buddhism #JimNude #JimNaked #Awareness #Impermanence #NonDuality

I leave my clothes beside the path,
& enter the #bush without disguise.
The wind strips away the last illusions,
The sunlight reveals nothing to hide.
Tree, stone, earth & #body
Move within one boundless field.
Each #naked step in #HadakaShizenyoku
Is the quiet flowering
Of #Mukyōhō’s #awakening.

#Nude #Buddhism #JimNude #JimNaked #Awareness #Impermanence #NonDuality

I leave my clothes beside the path,
& enter the #bush without disguise.
The wind strips away the last illusions,
The sunlight reveals nothing to hide.
Tree, stone, earth & #body
Move within one boundless field.
Each #naked step in #HadakaShizenyoku
Is the quiet flowering
Of #Mukyōhō’s #awakening.

#Nude #Buddhism #JimNude #JimNaked #Awareness #Impermanence #NonDuality

“Ab Tak To Jo Bhi Dost Mile, Bewafa Mile”: Why Wafa Is So Rare Among Us

Claude, comment on the line “ab tak to jo bhi dost mile, bewafa mile” from the song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7I4nSYHL-cQ in the movie Nikaah, the full lyrics here – https://gaana.com/lyrics/dil-ki-yeh-arzoo-thi-6 (I am not saying anyone has been bewafa towards me, and it is more likely that one or two people might actually accuse me of being bewafa towards them or towards life in general, but bewafa people are more common than one would want, so what does that say about us human beings and why we are NOT wafadaar or what prevents us from being wafadaar):

Claude:

What a line to sit with. On its face it’s pure ghazal convention — the aashiq’s résumé of wounds presented to the new beloved — but Hasan Kamal does something subtle in it. Notice that the moment the dilruba arrives, the entire past gets retroactively rewritten: ab tak to jo bhi dost mile, bewafa mile. This is psychologically very sharp. New love doesn’t just illuminate the present; it recolors history. Friends who were perhaps only ordinarily limited, ordinarily busy, ordinarily human, are now reclassified as bewafa because the singer has finally tasted (or anticipates) something that makes everything prior look like counterfeit currency. So part of the answer to your question is hiding in the line itself: bewafai is often a verdict rendered by disappointed expectation rather than a description of betrayal. The accuser’s hopes, not the accused’s promises, are frequently the real contract — and it was a contract only one party signed.

But your deeper question stands: granting that genuine faithlessness is common, why? I’d offer three layers.

The first is almost mechanical: wafa is a promise made by one configuration of desire that attempts to bind all future configurations. But we are not continuous; we are, as you’d put it, a flux of nāma-rūpa wearing a proper name. The man who swore friendship at thirty is only nominally the man at fifty whose circumstances, needs, and attention have all migrated elsewhere. Bewafai is less often malice than impermanence — anitya operating through personality. We promise as if we were permanent, and then anicca collects its tax. The bewafa person rarely experiences himself as betraying anything; he experiences himself as having changed, which feels innocent from the inside and treacherous from the outside.

The second layer is that most human bonds are quietly transactional — need-shaped — and wafa is only tested when it begins to cost something. La Rochefoucauld’s acid observation that gratitude is mostly a lively expectation of future favors applies to friendship too. When the need dissolves, or the cost appears, the bond thins, and we discover that what we called dosti was proximity plus utility plus pleasant feeling. Real wafa requires loving the person rather than the gratification the person supplies — and that’s rare because it requires a degree of self-forgetting most of us can’t sustain. Ghalib, characteristically, put fidelity above even correct religion: wafādārī ba-shart-e-ustuvārī asl-e-īmāñ hai — steadfast faithfulness is the very essence of faith, bury the brahmin in the Kaaba if he died true to his idol-house. He understood that wafa is not about the object; it’s about the integrity of the one who keeps it. Which is exactly why it’s scarce: it’s a discipline of self, not a warmth of feeling.

The third layer touches what you said about yourself — that one or two people might accuse you of bewafai, toward them or toward life. This is the renunciant’s ancient predicament. Fidelity is always fidelity to something, and when a person’s deepest wafa is to truth, or to the Self, it will periodically look like bewafai to persons and to worldly life. Ramana walking out of Madurai at sixteen was, in his mother’s ledger, a spectacular act of bewafai. The world calls it desertion; the tradition calls it vairāgya. The two accounts are not reconcilable at their own level — only at the level where one sees that being wafadaar to the ephemeral at the expense of the real is the deeper betrayal. Though I’d add, honestly, that this framing can also become a convenient shelter, and the accused should occasionally audit whether his fidelity to truth was ever used as an alibi for ordinary avoidance. You’ve invited that kind of scrutiny before, so I’ll leave the question with you rather than answer it for you.

As for the song’s own emotional logic — the fear in lagta hai darr fareb-e-bewafa se kabhi kabhi is the truest moment in it. Having been burnt, the singer doesn’t stop desiring; he desires while flinching. That’s most of humanity’s condition: not bewafa by nature, but so afraid of receiving bewafai that we withhold the very steadfastness we demand, each waiting for the other to be wafadaar first. The scarcity is partly a coordination failure of frightened hearts.

To be #naked is to meet existence without disguise, to accept the human condition in its raw #impermanence. The #body, in all its forms, is transient, born, aged, marked by time, & destined to return to #nature. In #Mukyōhō, this recognition is not mourned but honoured. The #naked form is the living sūtra of #impermanence, written in skin, muscle, breath, & decay.

#HadakaShizenyoku #ZenBuddhism #NoClothes #ClothesFree #Nude

To be #naked is to meet existence without disguise, to accept the human condition in its raw #impermanence. The #body, in all its forms, is transient, born, aged, marked by time, & destined to return to #nature. In #Mukyōhō, this recognition is not mourned but honoured. The #naked form is the living sūtra of #impermanence, written in skin, muscle, breath, & decay.

#HadakaShizenyoku #ZenBuddhism #NoClothes #ClothesFree #Nude

To be #naked is to meet existence without disguise, to accept the human condition in its raw #impermanence. The #body, in all its forms, is transient, born, aged, marked by time, & destined to return to #nature. In #Mukyōhō, this recognition is not mourned but honoured. The #naked form is the living sūtra of #impermanence, written in skin, muscle, breath, & decay.

#HadakaShizenyoku #ZenBuddhism #NoClothes #ClothesFree #Nude

#Meditation is not about forcing thoughts away. It is about seeing them as they arise & pass. A thought appears, lingers briefly, then disappears. Another replaces it. None stay. None can be held. The same is true of emotions. Anger surges, peaks, fades. Fear rises, then falls. Joy appears, then passes. This direct observation reveals #impermanence more clearly than any philosophy.

#ZenBuddhism #HadakaShizenyoku #Mukyōhō #Nude #Naked #NoClothes #ClothesFree

#Meditation is not about forcing thoughts away. It is about seeing them as they arise & pass. A thought appears, lingers briefly, then disappears. Another replaces it. None stay. None can be held. The same is true of emotions. Anger surges, peaks, fades. Fear rises, then falls. Joy appears, then passes. This direct observation reveals #impermanence more clearly than any philosophy.

#ZenBuddhism #HadakaShizenyoku #Mukyōhō #Nude #Naked #NoClothes #ClothesFree

#Meditation is not about forcing thoughts away. It is about seeing them as they arise & pass. A thought appears, lingers briefly, then disappears. Another replaces it. None stay. None can be held. The same is true of emotions. Anger surges, peaks, fades. Fear rises, then falls. Joy appears, then passes. This direct observation reveals #impermanence more clearly than any philosophy.

#ZenBuddhism #HadakaShizenyoku #Mukyōhō #Nude #Naked #NoClothes #ClothesFree

#Meditation is not about forcing thoughts away. It is about seeing them as they arise & pass. A thought appears, lingers briefly, then disappears. Another replaces it. None stay. None can be held. The same is true of emotions. Anger surges, peaks, fades. Fear rises, then falls. Joy appears, then passes. This direct observation reveals #impermanence more clearly than any philosophy.

#ZenBuddhism #HadakaShizenyoku #Mukyōhō #Nude #Naked #NoClothes #ClothesFree

Nibbana/Nirvana is not a dualistic experience. Stop waiting for something beautiful or interesting to happen, in this world, and realise whatever happens here is impermanent and empty.

#buddhism #nibbana #nirvana #dualism #duality #experience #desire #beauty #samsara #impermanence #anicca

Nibbana/Nirvana is not a dualistic experience. Stop waiting for something beautiful or interesting to happen, in this world, and realise whatever happens here is impermanent and empty.

#buddhism #nibbana #nirvana #dualism #duality #experience #desire #beauty #samsara #impermanence #anicca

Nibbana/Nirvana is not a dualistic experience. Stop waiting for something beautiful or interesting to happen, in this world, and realise whatever happens here is impermanent and empty.

#buddhism #nibbana #nirvana #dualism #duality #experience #desire #beauty #samsara #impermanence #anicca