Zen Peacemaker Affiliate
To hold ourselves lightly and play with ourselves, publicly, whenever possible.
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FROMAGE TO THE MISHUGGENAHS: The Origin of Od Not long after the first ancestors came down from the trees, the First Matriarch of Mirth (the early Patriarchs were not funny) discovered that when she tripped over her tail, the faces of all broke open, and a delightful feeling ascended their bodies. Soon she harnessed the power of tripping over her tail on purpose, and all hell broke loose. Laughter is the deepest homage to the Disorder that underlies all.Thus did it all begin, and the river has flowed continuously to us, with a slight detour in Hoboken. Different streams have branched off that one river, such as the one that spawned the twirling of a flower on Vulture Peak, which made Mahakasyapa giggle and started a whole mess of trouble. But the stream is all encompassing and includes each of us, completely. How can anyone stand outside of disorder? Try finding your car keys on a Monday morning, or if you can do that, try to remember where you parked. See what I mean? Disorder! And yet, we recognize certain ones, by no means the only ones, but only certain ones who have attentively played with the Disorder and brilliantly made us laugh and cry. So a Bronx cheer to the following knuckle-heads and lunatics- Ryokan Daigu- what a buffoon! Mullah Nassrudin- what a buffoon! Joseph Grimaldi- what a buffoon! Pierrot- what a buffoon! Grock the Clown- what a buffoon! Emmett Kelly- what a buffoon! Bozo the Clown- what a buffoon! Wavy Gravy- what a buffoon! Mr. Yoowho- what a buffoon! Boobysattva- what a buffoon! KuKu Sama-what a buffoon! Kakasan- what a buffoon! In honoring this bunch of kooks, and fools- we honor that part of us that is out and out crazy, and laughs at the most inconvenient moments.. may we all have a good chuckle and not take things very seriously together!!
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