Humour

Sayings of the mad Yogi

Purity

It’s a shame my tradition does not think I am pure, because my Tarot says I am.

Mad

If scientists are right, then Buddhists are mad.

I don’t feel so mad today, I must improve.

All Mad!

Buddhists are Mad! If I were a Buddhist I’d be crazy!

Why?

I like to be different

Non-Existent

For the next teaching in a fortnight, I have chosen the subject Non-existent.

For those who want to, I have created a web-page they can visit.

If they go there, they will find I haven’t written anything.

Sensible

I spent my entire life being sensible until I found Wisdom.

 

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Stories of the Mad Yogi

Saving

A Bodhisattva was saving insects by the water’s edge, letting them crawl up his finger and down into the grass. His friend the Buddhist approached.

“What are you doing?” he asked happily.

“Saving Mothers,” was the reply.

“Is it Authentic?” he queried.

Teaching

Two Buddhists were having a Dharma discussion. One said, “Look, here comes someone. Let us teach him.”

Later the person walked away leaving the two to it.

Dependent Relationship

The mad Yogi was looking at his wife.

“What are you staring at?”

“You. I was looking at your parts.”

“What’s wrong with my parts?” she frowned.

“Nothing. They are all beautiful.”

Relaxing, his wife smiled.

“It’s the whole I have problems with,” he muttered.

Sunyata

A lottery ticket blew into my flowerpot. Not a crisp packet, or a newspaper. Two lines of numbers for Wednesday’s draw.

“Do not be fooled by the universe!” I told my students. “It will only let you down! A sign from the Universe that I should use the wealth wisely? No, a sign of sunyata, the worthless, the clothing of samsara. Ignore it and the universe will be yours.”

Confident was I in my practise of Sunyata.

Anyway, there was was only one right number in both lines.

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