My father was autistic. In word, he was extreme: childish, racist and petty. In action, he was a Zen master, feeding the poor, teaching children to read. He left behind notebooks full of wise Zen sayings, truths he himself had come to in life, that have helped me through many a storm. He proved to me that any judgment of another's outer self is short sighted, because none of us can see within a person's soul.
@braintennant69 His words, from a small notebook i found in his study: "I think that I understand how easy it is to be obsessed with remorse your whole life; not because you chose the wrong path--you can always repent, atone for that; but because you never had the chance to prove to yourself that you could have chosen the right path." " 'We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.' Anais Nin ...or we see them as we think they are. Me" "You become a victim only if you begin to look and act like a victim."
"At some point I learned the principles of peace and love, and fundamental to this existence is the rock-hard belief that nothing bad could really happen to you if you are not involved. That people are basically trustworthy, and that anything can be sorted out among men of goodwill if they act sensibly. On the face of it, this gives you a survival value of, say, a sardine, but to my amazement it seemed to work, and my total ignorance to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away." 😊
@@mistsister The whole thing about not having been able to prove to yourself that you could have chosen the right path... Man that really hits hard... Dude, your dad sounds rly wise(not that i know what wise means tho😅) I hereby give you the "my dad could beat your dad" passXD In essence. The time in my life where i chose to follow what truly meant something to me. I felt less anxiety and stress. Now i feel like my world is falling into hell. It truly makes sense. What one was born to do. Is what one should do. At least thats the way i connect with your fathers idea:)... Thank you for speaking of this to a stranger
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My father was autistic. In word, he was extreme: childish, racist and petty. In action, he was a Zen master, feeding the poor, teaching children to read. He left behind notebooks full of wise Zen sayings, truths he himself had come to in life, that have helped me through many a storm. He proved to me that any judgment of another's outer self is short sighted, because none of us can see within a person's soul.
my father died when i was thirteen. And he didnt teach me much... What else did your father teach you? if i may ask
@braintennant69 His words, from a small notebook i found in his study: "I think that I understand how easy it is to be obsessed with remorse your whole life; not because you chose the wrong path--you can always repent, atone for that; but because you never had the chance to prove to yourself that you could have chosen the right path."
" 'We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.'
Anais Nin
...or we see them as we think they are.
Me"
"You become a victim only if you begin to look and act like a victim."
"At some point I learned the principles of peace and love, and fundamental to this existence is the rock-hard belief that nothing bad could really happen to you if you are not involved. That people are basically trustworthy, and that anything can be sorted out among men of goodwill if they act sensibly.
On the face of it, this gives you a survival value of, say, a sardine, but to my amazement it seemed to work, and my total ignorance to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away."
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You are brave, casting yourself out into the world with nothing to go on. It's hard. I will think of you, out there somewhere, going alone.
@@mistsister The whole thing about not having been able to prove to yourself that you could have chosen the right path... Man that really hits hard...
Dude, your dad sounds rly wise(not that i know what wise means tho😅)
I hereby give you the "my dad could beat your dad" passXD
In essence. The time in my life where i chose to follow what truly meant something to me. I felt less anxiety and stress. Now i feel like my world is falling into hell. It truly makes sense. What one was born to do. Is what one should do. At least thats the way i connect with your fathers idea:)...
Thank you for speaking of this to a stranger