it's all greek to me

in spite of the world, wonderfulness pours from every pore... even as I bloat up a bit and heave a sign of stupidity (not unlike Homer Simpson) and in spite of this MS Word program constantly resetting the options and features I choose, peaceful bliss oozes up from deep within... technology is obnoxious, paranoia is all around, prejudice and fear is sold like cough medicine to people convince theymust have some even though they haven't coughed in years, but I am incorrigible...

even as Rasputin farts profusely within ten seconds of sitting on the couch about ten feet away... why he finds it so challenging to go the bathroom when he wakes up is a mystery for the ages, but it's possible he knows he will fall asleep and might hurt himself falling off the seat...

shhhh, it's not nice to laugh...

I look around at the space, naaaa, I'll look around tomorrow, maybe, or yesterday... in fact, come back tomorrow for yesterday's entry... for today, sort of, let's focus on what I was going to tell you yesterday, but fell asleep instead...

I've been exploring and joining up all over meetup the past few days (except for the sleep I think I got last night and working the past two days) and the initial idealistic optimism is settling back into a more realistic acceptance that the sit did not change all that much from when I remember it... large groups with few participants and many seeking to make money off other's interests, neediness, gullibility, and loneliness... much like life...

I haven't been over to myspace for a while, but recently Cali decided I must be Greek... this is a decision I can accept gleefully, especially after skÿeism™ (another wonderful spirit floating about myspace) suggested that I may be a Zorba and in the Osho philosophy, I'll quote:

"Zorba is the foundation and Buddha is the palace. Buddha is the peak, but the foundation stones are laid by Zorba. It will be foolish to choose to be a Buddha without having the foundation stones."

"I am absolutely mathematical about it: Zorba should be there and the stronger a Zorba is there, the better a Buddha is possible. So I can become Buddha any moment, Zorba is absolutely needed as the basic energy out of which the Buddha is going to be carved. Zorba is the marble rock out of which the Buddha statue has to be carved. I choose the rock...and Buddha is easy."

"It is just a question of opening your eyes. I don't bother about Buddha; I am worried about people who are not Zorbas. How will they become Buddhas? They don't have the basic material out of which a Buddha is made."

"And this poverty has been given to people by our religious leaders. They have been told not to be materialists. They have been told to be celibate. They have been told to live in poverty. They have been told that life is out of sin. All these things have destroyed their Zorbas. Otherwise, every man is a born Zorba the Greek."

"And if everything goes according to me, every man will die as Zorba the Buddha. Between the Greek and the Buddha there is not much distance, but first you must be the Greek."

Osho, The Last Testament

cool, aye?... after all, why do you think just about everything (mostly) we know as a way of life, as a right and wrong, as an ethic or value, as a system of government, as a human species, can trace it's roots back to the writings of the Greeks three thousand or more years ago... yeah, I decided it was cool to be Greek...

also, I don’t exactly look Chinese... O O
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not that it changes anything or matters all that much... being mostly an alien in many ways, after all, my attempts to be human are relatively futile and mostly amusing (or pathetic, depending on your point of view)... and being adopted without any known biological history, heritage is like horoscopes, guesswork... I have few clues... one clue is a name, Lanza, which was supposedly the last name of the woman who let me gestate in her womb... I learned that long after I accepted being unknown and learning to love it, so it made little impact on me... another clue is that a few years ago the doctor told me that I have a genetic marker in my blood that strongly suggests my genes came from the Mediterranean... again, so? was my general reaction...

but Zorba the Buddha?...

now that’s a reason to declare my Greekness...

now everybody dance!