Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The apology of Burmakin III


I need to talk with Buddha

Demigod as I am,
Sweet wine is the one I so love.

Boundless Deity as I am,
me staggers to and fro in my drunk,
You laugh at seeing me walk to and fro,
They laugh at seeing me ambulate back and forth.

Asuras and Devas, Nargas and Garudas, Man between Man,
I am making war, you are waging war, and they are doing war.

For what purpose, why spirits of mortality be so proud?
When I chant this song for the Messiah in my stupefied gnosis,
So clear, with dazzling light, I visualize my Lord.

My footsteps no matter swaying left or right,
Always they are towards only to Him, Heaven.
I need to talk with Buddha
About the beauty of the Ocean.

King of Angels: This was a really frightening experience, my son. Paharada, now joined by his titanic troops, was now driving his chariot back to the Ocean, the home of these demi-gods. Asura warriors were hailing Paharada for their victory for arresting me. In his great delight, Pararada in his arrogant voice began to sing a song that was queer, unheard before, and so strident to my ears.

Was he molesting me as a war captive? All over and above, I was thrilled up to my erector pillae to hear the term “Buddha”, the Awakened One. This unprecedented sound that pronounced "Buddha" was more vibrating in my defeated heart than the present fact that my loser's life was in their hands.

War prisoner, Marga: Paharada, what are you speaking about? To whom you take refuge in and become so arrogant like this. What do you mean by Buddha, the awakened one?

Paharada: Marga, didn’t you hear about that? Or are you so dumb or deaf or blind? Absolutely, you have been out of your mind in your passion for chasing love, having an illusion that love is an elixir for curing tediousness of your immortal life.

Mortals are worshiping you, shrilling so powerless and capabilityless in their agony, and yelling out to your help for driving away countless problems inflicting upon them. Instead of trying to illuminate ignorant eyes of the mortals, you yourself have been incorrigibly addictive to your passionate love, just a fiend dope merely acting for your better nerves. You are even unaware of such famous prophecy that Buddha, the Awakened One will be coming to our Kama world in another 100,000 years.

War prisoner, Marga: Mortals always do prophecy. But we immortal devas always act with rationality. It sounds like that this guy is sure to be amazingly great as a very wise man like you, Paharada, is to bow him.

Paharada it sounds like that you are mocking me as an irresponsible person for not taking care for the problems of the mortals, of the human world. The human problems are vicious, endless and countless. Is this rational of Marga to intervene these imbroglios that are unentangable in their eternal nature, Paharada? In fact, I am not a neglectful person as you think. As a rational person, what I need to do is trying to find out what is the root of the causation of these problems.

O’ Paharada, a garden of flowers is infected in their ground. The flowers die day after day and the whole garden is now withering away. In your compassion, it does make sense of you in trying episodically to put Solu-Cortex into one single flower after another for saving their lives while the root of the problem is spreading underneath, devouring the whole binge. I am not a smart hero for doing that.

Paharada, I agree with you that the inability to resolve those painful human problems is rooted in human eyes themselves that are overwhelmed by their ignorance, so that they can’t see the solutions justly and fairly. And my question here is what kinds of causations give rise to those ignorant eyes. In what ways, these ignorant eyes can be made crystal clear to envision a solution of fairness and justice.

Paharada, don’t think Marga as just a fiend dope for his passionate love. For those hundreds of years, I was mourning over the atrocious wars prevailing among human kingdoms. I was crying for the numerous murders and seething hatred breeding among garudas and dragons who are my own deva citizens. My dreams are full of sighs for many nights why we devas and you asuras are making these tricky battles against one another who were actually brothers born by the same grandparents. Why should the spirits of mortality be so proud in their short lives that are just as like as momentary foams playing upon the roaring Ocean?

Paharada, I have approached the famous sages of nargas (dragons), asking this question, “why in this kama realm, no matter it is mankind, devakind, garudakind, or nargakind, in their conscience, they want to love one another, they want to understand one another, they want to forgive one another. Despite their apparent original conscience, they see one another with seething eyes, they make quarrels against one another in their brawl, and they kill one another in their own justification. Why such kinds of paradoxical evils are spewing endlessly from this purely clean pristine human nature. Why this purely clean aboriginal human nature, is eventually to be named as “human nature is essentially evil”.

I have approached the famous sages of garudas, asking the same question. I have approached many wise men in human realm, asking the same question. In fact, the greatest pieces of literature arisen from the realm of human beings are a mix of my inspiration and human creativity in our inquest together in finding the solution to this question. Paharada, without the evolution of thought, nothing can be changed. Without the revolution of the conventional wisdom, everything will be the same no matter you are so good-hearted and so courageous to bear against these endless human problems.

O’ forthcoming Buddha, if I were to survive from this war imprisonment, I would also need to talk with you for asking this question. I have made this same inquest with many sages in the realm of the Karma world, but nobody has been able to give me a satisfactory answer, yet. May the coming of the Awakened One be for the end of wars between us, Asuras and devas, Nargas and garudas, and men who are holding malicious attitude towards one another. May the Ocean be as charming with beauty as before, may the earth be as lovely with evergreen peace as usual, when the term, “malice”, has never been heard in long, long ancient past.

Paharada: I wish so, Marga. This meaningless war between us needs to be ended, soon. I will talk with Buddha about the beauty of the Ocean for my boundless liberation and inspiration for the others. You will talk with Buddha about your question of malice for sake of ending the root problems of mankind and our devakind.

(N.B: The hopes of two warlords actually happened in the future. The talk between Buddha and Paharada became the Paharada Sutra that describes eight excellent and wonderful things in the great Ocean and Sasana. Buddha explained to Paharada, just as the great ocean has only one taste that is the taste of salt, the purpose of numerous teachings and moral disciplines of Buddhism also gives the single taste that is the taste of liberation. The main concept of practice for liberation as Buddha mentioned was gradual approach, confessing that human knowledge is not perfect enough to be able to abruptly gain enlightenment. *The concept is the same as the piecemeal approach in the widely accepted scientific revolution theory. Also it is the same as foundation of social engineering concept in Karl Popper’s Open Society and its enemies that leads to dazzling enlightenment of modern social sciences*

http://74.125.45.104/search?q=cache:boLq1ccQdbkJ:www.metta.lk/english/8things.htm+paharada&hl=en&ct=clnk&cd=1&gl=us&client=firefox-a

The talk between Buddha and Marga later became known as the Sakha sutra, describing jealousy and discrimination (Eitha and Mizzariya) first as the roots of human problems and Buddha also expounded what are the methodologies to eliminate these devilish thoughts. The Sakha Sutra seems to be maintained exclusively by the Theravada School of Burma and no translation into English is found by this author. If chances are available, this author will try for translating it)

By the way, Marga, what I think is, actually, you, Sakha had been very acquainted to this great sage. You were the bulwark for his spiritual path in his last life before. Don’t you remember the hermit who even donated his children, even his beloved wife right away to the people whom he has not ever known?

War prisoner, Marga: My God! Vessantara! A completely irrational dude! Will he become the Awakened One, Buddha?

(To be cont., the debate between Paharada and the war prisoner, Marga- “rationality vs irrationality”. Another mathematical paradox will appear in one next episode)

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The apology of Burmakin II

Liberty as moral choice

King of Angels: Well, my son. The course of true love did never run smooth. While I was debating against Paharada, the chariot began to escape from the gravity field of the earth. The jaws of misfortune were devouring me and my missy dear up.

Burmakin: This means you had escaped the exosphere, the last layer of the atmosphere that projects into the space. Successfully, you had swayed the arrogant heart of Grand Madam to you hoary guy, leaving the courageous heart of Paharada at the Meru gates. How Heaven suddenly turned into hells?

King of Angels: The exosphere is the most tenuous layer where the air is so thin and the temperature is so low. Your grand madam was just born as a sixteen years old, and her body system was not adapted to abrupt change in these harsh climate conditions. How now my love? Why her cheeks so pale? How chance these roses did fade so fast? Suffering from cyanosis, she was then panting to death. Pounded by her deadly sickness, the time of lovers' flight still did coneal. Through the Meru gates, could I be able to steal?

Burmakin: Why you didn’t haste to Tavatainta?

King of Angels: I couldn’t. The top of Mount Meru was still far away. Just before trouncing the harsh climate in this remaining journey, my lady dear was sure to die. However, Matali once showed me a shortcut for the way back to our kingdom. So I swirled the Suria into this leapfrog route. By that time, Paharada completely stopped his chariot, was in a daze by my puzzle and was also perplexed at my change in direction.

Burmakin: I ever know that this shortcut route is a forest where garudhas (dragon killer birds) are living. Through this way, you successfully retreated to save the life of Grand Madam?

King of Angels: Hmm, as I said the more true you love the more pangs you need to overcome. Unfortunately, it was coincident with the seasonal delivery time of garudhas.

The thermal radiation unleashed from the running wheels of Suria’s Chariot was scorchingly hot. This would murder all young garudha neonates whose bodies were too featherless and too silky to endure this hellish heat.

Burmakin: Your majesty, despite the fact that you are so famous to possess 1000 eyes and 1000 ears, I think you were so chary this time. You were now getting into vacuum. How could vacuum transmit heat to the garudha neonates? Vacuum has no connector molecules to carry heat from your fireball Suria.

King of Angels: Nope my son. In the realm of garudhas, there is a thin medium that can transfer heat. That was also one of the reasons why I drove to this route. My missy patient can be relieved from sheer coldness of vacuum while we were projecting through this way. However, I couldn’t kill my kids. They were also my children. I am their king. I am the father of their Devas’ world. It is my responsibility for not doing any unfair action that will threaten the security of their lives. On the other hand, your grand madam was destined to die if I didn’t drill my monster to this route. Quick bright things came into confusion. Life was as momentary as a sound, was as swift as a shadow and as short as any dream. Death could be so unseemly, as tedious as sleepless nights, was as opaque as a smileless moon, and as untouchable as an endless dream full of sighs.

Burmakin: You were at that time fighting a war against Ausras. There was a saying “In war and in love, there is nothing that is unfair”. You should not lose your love if you had invested hundreds of human years of your spared time to win the love of Grand Madam. You should also not lose the war once you started to fight. If Grand Madam were to die on the spot, you would be bewildered with so much regret. Distraught with deep sorrow for Madam, you were already a dead person tied up with the ropes. Then Paharada who had not turned back yet would easily seize you up. Your Devas' kingdom then lost the war to Asuras. Probably, fairness and unfairness depends on circumstances.

King of Angels: My son, as a matter of fact, I need to say the grave misconception that drives your Burmese under the military boots was that concept, indeed. In your Burmanization to understand morality, you Burmese used to discriminate and say “the earthy is earthy and the spiritual is spiritual”. In fact, there is no principle of unfairness that is exempted for circumstances of the earthy world. There is no principle of fairness that should not be applicable to circumstances in the earthy world. If Karma is a choice, humanity blesses us with freedom to choose, that is called liberty. However, liberty does not mean sauciness and frivolity. Liberty doesn't mean impudence and boldness with whimsical reasons deprived of ethics . What is the liberty as the dignity of human beings different from animal instincts, my son? This is moral choice that is the core philosophy of the awakened Lord Sakya Gautama. Born as the creatures in the sphere of Kama, we need to inquest what is the real liberty for we kama creatures in our societies? My stripling son, liberty in a society can not be dictated by God or Buddha or a communion or collective wisdom. In fact, liberty is just capability. A society that builds upon the primaries for granting individuals being able to access a moral choice of their own is a society of real liberty. The capability to pick up a moral choice for yourself is the real liberty of yours, my dear son.

Actually, for Sujata, my sweetie' s sake , run through fire I will. I was so out of breath in my fond chase. For hundreds of years, all my powers had addressed her love and might. And to be her knight! Was my missy dear dead or asleep, I didn't know. However, the more my prayers should I chase, the lesser was my grace. Dwelling dilemmas had to be swept away perforce. Only by a choice for unyielding moral freedom!

My dear son, either to be seized in prison, to die the death in war, or to abjure whom you adoringly love, that is the society to be a man. War, death and sickness did lay siege to my moral freedom not to be unbound. Still there was a choice of sympathy on this dank and dirty ground. I was fully awake!

Burmakin: So what you did? Just let Madam die in this way. You were a shamefully irresponsible person. She departed her country for great love for you old man. You even didn’t value her as much as fledgling birds of your country. For your unstinted honor of moral purity , you thought you were very fair to sacrifice an alien maiden in this way. You were so selfish and coward like military dictators of Burma, your majesty. You were as foolish as a person who changed a dove for a sparrow! Wherefore was she to this keen mockery born? When at your hands, she deserved such scorn? I thought you lord of more true gentleness!

Queen Sujata: My grandson, this guy was not that cruel to me. Only I had been so bad and insane to him when I was a crane in the life before. For his evergreen love for so house-proud and so arrogant me, this old frost had been tussling so tired with my headlong stances for such long hundred years. It is only me, the aboriginal human Sujata who didn’t realize his love, who turned a deaf ear against him, and who never prayed for our reunion. Of course, I loved him very much but it seemed that I didn’t love his words of wisdom. I used to crave the beauty instead. I was the youngest of all. I was just used to know how to laugh freely. I just was happy how to dance in liberty. I probably was never smart in making a moral choice in my youthful beauty.

Burmakin: But he was thinking that he would let you die for the sake of his garudha fledglings.

Queen Sujata: Marga since the human life was a witty person to surmount life-or-death crises. He drove the chariot back to where Paharada was watching him.

Burmakin: Ola la! Was he becoming mad in crazy love for you?

Queen Sujata: This was a correct choice, my son. Turning back the chariot means we were now getting back into the atmosphere. Atomic oxygen was there. The exosphere was somewhat warmed by thermal radiation released from Suria. I was immediately resuscitated. However, I was still in deadly serious condition if we didn’t go down enough to get the warmer air in time.

Burmakin: But you two will be arrested at the hands of Paharada as the Titans' General was on the way.

King of Angels: A funny thing happened my son. When I turned back my chariot to the direction of Paharada, Paharada thought that I was coming back with my troops to kill him. So he lashed up Rahu to run away from me. Ha Ha Ha, this is our devas’ universe full of parodies.

Queen Sujata: This is not a funny piece, old and ridiculous guy. I was choking to death and you could still laugh at this event. If I could not get down to this life-saving atmosphere in time, I would die upon the spot. His old model Suria was not safe to bring me down fast enough to save my life.

King of Angels: Exactly. So this time the one who pursued was not Paharada and it is me who was now pursuing Paharada. Well, imagine my son. Now a small turtle is chasing a racing hare. Still so funny, indeed!

Queen Sujata: My grandson. As you said this guy is a classical hero for love. He besought Paharada to bring me down in his chariot. Paharada snapped , “Marga, I could bring Princess in my chariot. But I am not an emergency medical worker. I am the Chief General of Asura titans. Remember that we two kingdoms are doing the war. While I was embracing Princess from your hands, you can chop my head off. Then you will usurp my chariot and also save Princess’ life. I will not be that dumb to let you exploit such initiative”

Burmakin: Yes, it makes sense. So what Paharada went on saying?

Queen Sujata: Right, Paharada was a very precautious person that is why he won many battles in fighting Devas’ kingdom. Your majesty was actually very afraid of him.

Paharada now forced him to surrender first before he brought me into his Rahu.

This hoary-headed frost now made a bold choice for his enduring love for this young girl. He surrendered to Paharada for the sake of my life. Well, my son. The King of 33 devas was now arrested in the hands of Asuras. Paharada drove his Rahu chariot back to the Ocean, me as an emergency patient and Sakka (King of Angels) as a war prisoner.

(To be cont… another paradox… the solution to the previous paradox will be posted soon)

Monday, July 28, 2008

The apology of Burmakin I

Burmakin: Happy birthday, Grand Madam. I wish may you long live up to 1200 Celestial years.

Queen Sujata: You too, my grandson. May you be as swift as Lord of all horses, as stocky as Lord of all trees, as lustful as Chief General of the Asura Titans, for a human life for 120 years.

Burmakin: What a variegated pageant in Heaven for today. What a graceful lady like Grand Madam is. Your majesty, you are probably one of the most fortunate creatures to be blessed with such a graceful lady like Grand Madam is.

King of Angels: Well, my son. For just a flicker of her squint from your admirable ladies, how many lives of you arrogant guys have toiled too hard, have shed your sweat and blood, and have knelt before them. You should know how it also had been a daunting task for me to hold her back.

Burmakin: For me, you are a role model of classical love; maybe you so blind, so enamored with temerity, so imprudent to steal Grand Madam from Asura Titans.

Queen Sujata: The story began when I bestowed this hoary-headed old man with my chaplet. Maybe he was not that blind; me too blind to be so attracted to this old frost. The young titans, so proud of their gallantry for winning my love, were so surprised at why I chose such a cranky person, in his shaggy old age. Well, my grandson, actually, this was my choice that changed the history of Heaven and Human World. I prejudiced my love to an underdog as my Karma guided it.

Burmakin: Your majesty, you were a great hero to escape from these Asura fighters. I still imagine what a lovely scene it is. With an odorous garland worn on your grand head, you held Madam’s hand, roaring up against Asuras, “I am the King of Angels from Tavatainta”, and you two jumped inside your Vaijenyatha warrior chariot. While Asuras were amazed at seeing this, you started drilling your warrior horses back to heaven. You alone managed to win Madam’s love in such a heroic way.

King of Angels: My story known to you Burmese is a typology of hero-worship. The hero will overcome everything that you Burmese simply believe. The real story was not that easy. I didn’t go to Asuras’ paradise alone. My spies were already rampant inside Asuras’ community. They interrupted the Asura fighters who forthwith tried to pursue me. The chariot I used in running away with your Grand Madam was also not Vaijenyatha that was just a creaky one for some pomp exhibition. The swiftest chariot in our Tavatainta world at that time was the Suria chariot (Sun chariot) that could run at a speed of 135 miles per second. I had been so ignorant to believe that this was the swiftest chariot in our universe. I didn’t realize that Asuras’ civilization had already made a novelty in their war vehicles to defeat our Devas’ (Angels) kingdom. Their latest model chariot could run at a speed of 675 miles per second, which was five times faster than my Suria chariot did. Paharada, the chief general of titans, ran after me with this flying monster that they called Rahu pulled by six sun- like unicorns. My snail-like Suria chariot pulled by a single unicorn could run only at a speed of only one sun. So Rahu was five times speedier than Suria. I repented that I had risked my life. So the enemy’s chariot Rahu was sure to catch my chariot Suria finally.

Burmakin: Woo! So interesting! How do you make it to get away from the enemy’s hands?

King of Angels: I had only one hope. That was the notion of my enemy to notice that I had left earlier than he did, no matter he was much faster than me. Paharada was a master of Upanishads in his last life. Especially, he was one of the greatest mathematicians in the ancient Veda Age of India. If I could make out a mathematical question to him right now, for his great confidence in mathematics, he was sure to figure out what the answer was.

Burmakin: This sounds like the psychological warfare that the demon, Arlawaka launched against Buddha. You thought if Paharada couldn’t think out the answer of your problem, his heart was so frail so that he couldn’t garner any more courage to pursue your chariot.

King of Angels: Exactly. But the problem should be related to our current events. Otherwise, Paharada was smart enough to be careful about not turning his attention to non-circumstantial questions. With so much love for your Grand Madam that I had attempted for hundreds of human years, I called out to Paharada in a tone of certitude.

“Hey Paharada, do you believe that your chariot could catch me up?”

“Why not Marga, Didn’t you see that my Rahu is approaching very fast to your Suria.

To let you know, I myself designed to supersede your fastest model, Suria. Rahu is like a racing hare. Yours is just a small turtle. Rahu is five times faster than your Suria. In a second, your life is doomed to decay”

“I don’t believe. I believe Rahu could never catch Suria. You know that Marga, I, King of Angels, never tell lies”

“Why Rahu could never catch Suria? Why a racing hare couldn’t catch a slow tortoise? Why you believe like this if you never tell lies?”

“The answer is, Paharada, because the tortoise started earlier than the hare did”

Burmakin: So great, your majesty. Paharada as a mathematician was sure to think about it. As you left earlier, he could never catch you. Because once he has reached the point you left, you have already left this point before! The hare could never catch the tortoise as the tortoise always left earlier when he reached the point.

In their chariots’ race, Paharada was overwhelmed by King of Angels’ question and gave up following him as he was convinced that Rahu would never catch Suria because Suria quitted always one step ahead.

As Rahu has given a start to Suria, the swift Rahu will not be able to catch up with Suria. Let Rahu driven by Paharada be at Point R and the Suria driven by King of Angels at Point S. When Paharada dashes Rahu to Point S from Point R at a faster speed than Suria, but when he arrives at S, King of Angels is no longer there, but a little further ahead at S’.

When Paharada with the fast Rahu arrives at S’, but King of Angels with the slow Suria was no longer at S’ again; Suria was a little further ahead at S’’ and so on, to the infinite. To catch up with Suria, Paharada had to cover the infinite segments, RS, SS’, S’S’’, S’’S’’’, that will be infinite in number. To run infinite segments will take infinite time, and therefore Paharada will never be able to catch up with King of Angels.

(To be cont…solution to this paradox)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Why your country has two names II


“I know that you will fail. There is something in the universe – I don’t know, some spirit, some principle – that you will never overcome”

“Do you believe in God, Winston?”

“No.”

“Then what is it, this principle that will defeat us?”

“I don’t know. The spirit of Man.”

“And do you consider yourself a man?”

“Yes.”

“If you are a man, Winston, you are the last man. Your kind is extinct; we are the inheritors. Do you understand that you are alone? You are outside history, you are non-existent.”

(O’ Brien to Winston in Nineteen Eighty Four)

This is the answer, Nyimalay. This is the answer why our country has two names. This is not that innocent as most people think. This is not that trivial as most people discount. They have to terminate the last man in Burma. For they have to control everything.

Men who control the present will control the past. Men who control the past will control the future. History has to be rewritten. Human memory has to be set extinct. Burma is outside the history. Burma has never been existent before.

During the Peasant Uprising of Burma between 1930 and 1932, a group of the young, yet immature Burmese radicals emerged as the Dobama Asi-ayon (We Burmans Association).

Their first challenge against the British was a tipping point all over Burma:

“Bama is our country.” ဗမာျပည္သည္ ဒို႕ျပည္

“Bama is our literature” ဗမာစာသည္ ဒိုို႔စာ

“Bama is our language.” ဗမာစကားသည္ ဒို႕စကား

N.B: They both hailed and wrote Bama and not Myanmar.

This firebrand slogan was the forerunner of the rising of many last men in Burma that the British annexed as a barbarian country with the Medieval savage, Bahein, Baswe, Nu and Aung San.

These young Burmese radicals despised the soft technique and cooperative mentality of the Burmese coalition government. Of course, they knew that in the formal written language, the speaking usage “Bama” has to be written as “Myanmar”. Highly-spirited with the bold revolution of Saya San’s peasant uprising, they didn’t like the soft and long tone of Myanmar. What they envisioned was a shortcut and sharp change of Burma. So they chose to intentionally kick out the soft tone words in their party name and the aforementioned their party slogan. The word with soft and humbling tone To (တို့) was set to a sharp cut and teeth flinching word Do (ဒို႔). The frail and long ending sound Myanmar (ျမန္မာ) was also intentonally set to Bama (ဗမာ) that was a normal daily speaking voice of ordinary Burmese. (Takhin Lay Maung: Political History of Burma) Be aware that Burmese literature at that time was like a slave who had been set free just a week ago when We Bumans association was first established. During many long years of the reign of Burmese monarchs, almost all Burmese literature was swamp with those tiring accolades of the great Karma of these Burmese dictators, hiding the reality how the poor and oppressed faced their encumbered lives daily. One of the co-founders of We Burmans Association, Takhin Ba Thaung, was also one of the first and foremost people, who initiated to change the style of Burmese literature into a prosaic writing fashion that was understandable to common Burmese. So the title of their organization was both written and called as ဒို႔ဗမာအစည္းအရုံး which they thought not only as a symbolic change for modernity of Burmese but they also deemed it necessary for "a voice of sharp clarion call" for people at the grass-root level, for showing that the association was all together with the poor, and for reflecting the fighting spirit of Burmans’ nationality towards freedom and utopia.

From the beginning, the choice of Burmese for a call of change was Bama and not Myanmar. This is the indelible history of Burmese revolution that the military regime wanted to eliminate. Let’s see what Dr Maung Maung wrote in his last breath book, The 1988 uprising in Burma.

After the vocal and articulate lawyers, came the kind and concerned doctors. They didn’t invoke the name of the statutory Burma Medical Council, but chose to go by their own Burma Medical Association in their address to the people, the foreign embassies, and the broadcasting stations abroad, among others, that having become the standard circulation.

I received phone calls from friends and doctors about an incident (actually the worst mistake of Ne Win’s government in crushing the 1988 uprising), which happened in front of Rangoon General Hospital. Some patrolling troops had sprayed a burst of fire on nurses and doctors (who were wearing white uniforms) who had gone out of the hospital compound holding banners.(actually a white flag for their responsible noble medical spirit of saving the injured who were being shot, begging the soldiers to stop killing the people)

This was the watershed of our 88’ revolution, Nyi Ma Lay. Ne Win’s military regime believed that they had terminated all the civil societies of Burma since 1969. They never had imagined that the people, who only knew how to hold a syringe and a small surgical knife, would become the last counter blow against their powerful army government.

The entry of Burma Medical Association into this 88’ uprising brought the whole country to people’s revolution in 1988.

In 1989, when the regime renamed Burma as Myanmar, most people thought that this could probably be astrological manipulation to eliminate the collective bad Karma of the country. For a Burmese, it is quite typical to believe that changing his or her name could eliminate portentous Karma coming to individuals. So they took it as granted. What they didn’t notice was that along with the change of the country’s name, the names of many roads and many cities in Burma were also changed. If the change was typically for the change of collective Karma of people, changing as a whole into Myanmar was simply enough. Their target was not only at Burma, but also at Rangoon especially Rangoon General Hospital, and at last but not the least Burma Medical Association as well. The historical Rangoon General Hospital (RGH) became Yangon General Hospital (YGH). Burma Medical Association (BMA), a strong terminology of great threat to Burma Independence Army (BIA), had to concede to change their organization title as Myanmar Medical Association (MMA).

Maymyo, a beautiful town of respite of British officers became Pyin Oo Lwin. Fraser Street in Rangoon became Anawyatha, the name of the monarch that the regime used in their late propaganda machine. The regime vindicated their change as their nationalistic attempt to remove long overdue colonial tags. But there was a deep-rooted motive you could now recognize. The generals are rewriting the history. By changing the names, the historical places disappear from the maps, and eventually, from human memory. Then, the memory of the past events will be erased. (Finding George Orwell in Burma by Emma Larkins)

He who controls the present will control the past. He who controls the past will control the future. Rangoon has never been existent. Rangoon General Hospital has never been on the map of Rangoon. Then there never has been any exemplary of gross injustice arising from military dictatorship. Burmese apparently had forgotten what they had been badly treated as before and now have already approved the constitution, hoping that there will be some change in the future.

In their debate in the torture chamber of Room 101, Winston had made a Cartesian argument. “I remember, therefore I exist”. O Brien smiled and retorted, “I control memory, and therefore your existence”. O Brien claimed that men were malleable, and infinitely as such. The Burmese didn’t notice that their thinking, their daily life, and their individualism were mould infinitely by such wicked strategy of the military government rendering Burmese into complete serfdom of collectivism, and begetting a series of Burmese generations that never have a chance for thinking about what he stands for. A Burmese youth had no choice but to accept his race and country as Myanmar that has never existed in maps and the history. And any Burmese youth today became as nothing beyond what the social order chooses to instill. Yet, Buddhists in Burma is talking about their Karma as bad luck. The problem is CHOICE, Nyima Lay. Nothing else.

Related post: The Middle Way

http://burmakin.blogspot.com/2007/10/middle-way.html




Monday, June 2, 2008

Freedom is slavery

Double think of beleaguered Burmese people

He who makes his living by agriculture is called a farmer. He is not a porter.

He who makes his living by selling beverage merchandise is called a beverage merchant, not a builder of union solidarity and development.

He who makes his living by varied crafts is called a craftsman. He is not a volunteer of rebuilding the debris.

He who makes a living by priestly craft is called a ritualist, not a gospel of Dhamma.

Double think of Burma’s evil government and its servants

He who makes a living by artillery is called a soldier, not your father or mother.

He who makes a living by stealing is called a robber, not a government.

He who makes a living by serving the evil Burma government is called a servant, not a public officer.

He who makes a living by always nodding to superiors is a sycophant, not a disciplined manager.

He who governs the city and realm with force is called a tyrant, not a leader.

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More about "Doublethink", follow this link:

http://paraussies.blogspot.com/2008/05/psychology-behind-us11-billions.html



Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Why some animals are more equal than others- Episode III


When we fall

When we fall on the ground it hurts us, but we also need to rely on the ground to get back up.
-Kathleen McDonald.

James: This reminds me of something Thich Nhat Hanh has said, that we need manure to grow roses. It's a great reminder that our problems, struggles and suffering all have benefits if we look close enough. It sure is difficult to be aware of that when you feel depressed and isolated in a hole of pain but the truth remains.

Also, I wanted to just say Happy Vesak day!! I don't have anything enlightening to say about it except to say that for me it is really poignant this year given the situation in Burma, Tibet, China in the aftermath of the earthquake, Iraq and many other places around the world in turmoil. It seems that now more than ever the world needs the Buddha's message of peace, compassion, loving-kindness and oneness.

~Peace to all beings~

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Recycling is the essential concept in Buddhism

Burmakin: Your majesty, I am rather suspicious that you are the creator behind this Burmese Tsunami.

King of Angels: My son. Why are you accusing me as the culprit of the cyclone? There are five main universal principles that happen naturally in the universe. Karma, Mind, Weather, Genome and Dhamma.

If there is a cause, there will be an effect. Nothing is coming and nothing is going. Only cause and effect are there.

Burmakin: Your majesty, in one of the Buddhists’ traditional stories, a white-robe monk got into somebody’s corn field. He plucked the maize and opened up the husks. However there were no corn fruits inside. He was very hungry. Lacking of any food to eat, he became very angry and cursed the benign god of the corn plants, “Damn this useless spirit who guards the corns. He even couldn’t make his crops grow well into grains.”

Related post: Burmese junta “Descending Star”
http://paraussies.blogspot.com/2008/05/burmese-junta-descending-star.html

King of Angels: Yes, this complaint also arrived at my court in the heaven. I know this case very well. Being afraid of my punishment for not taking his responsibility, the benign god of the corn plants blamed the guardian spirit of the soil for not making the soil well-fertilized. Without fertilized soil, he couldn’t nurture the plants into well-grained fruits. So I asked the soil guardian, who later became the main helper of Buddha in driving out the Saturn. The soil guardian said that there was no rain and without rain, his dry ground couldn’t be a fertilized soil. So I called the rain guardian spirit and asked him why he had not done his responsibility to pour down the rain to earth regularly.

Burmakin: By the way, your majesty, in the story I read, the guardian spirits (your warriors) appeared in front of the white-robe monk to explain why they couldn’t perform their responsibility.

King of Angels: Actually they are facing me in the Su-dhamma Court but the white-robe monk in his illusion thought that the spirits were reporting to him. He cursed my men one after another. Why you can’t make grains sprout, why you can’t make the soil fertilize, why you can’t make the rain regularly. Seemed to be endless curses to heap all faults to we divine.

Burmakin: The rain guardian is quite smart. He counter-sued the white robe monk. Without Sila (obedience of people to moral principles of the universe), he couldn’t afford the rain to trickle down to earth. The white-robe monk, who should be the gospel of Sila for the people, himself tried to invade the private property and was trying to curse the divine with ruthless words, that is showing the obvious violation against the universal moral principles, was the real culprit eventually.

King of Angels: Right. It was a very funny scene. My smart man, the rain guardian spirit, (who was also the benefactor to your Burmese Pagan empire with his endorsed jewel rain), upon the approval of my exoneration to him as absolutely non-guilty, threatened this hypocritical white robe monk.

I still remembered his words. “When the universal laws are violated yourself by you men as the leaders and gospels of people, there is no reason for the divine to act harmoniously with the nature. So if I don’t rain, there is no rain at all. If I rain, there will be over-rain with also the bonus gift to you hypocrites. A gift of thunderbolt to crack your head up into eight pieces. The white-robe hypocrite ran away of fear. Ha.. Ha..So funny still even though this incident has lasted millions of years ago.

Burmakin: Thus, your majesty, I am curious that your men are used to be involved in creating such kinds of disharmony of the universe when the moral principles are grossly violated.

King of Angels: Not always, we are also very busy with many heaven affairs. You know I have 500 angels on each side. Imagine your Burmese king, Than Shwe, has only one wife and your whole country of 50 million people is overturned. In common sense mathematics, my Savadainta Heaven is 1000 times more probable to be upside down than your country. You Burmese also have a proverb “one girl daughter is equivalent to controlling 1000 cows.” So I am also looking like a cowboy to control 1000, 000 cows(a million of cows).

You can imagine how busy I am. Thanks to my relativity speed in comparison with your human life. Actually, as I have 100 human years available for my one day of Heaven, I have enough time to manage to finish both the divine affairs and human affairs.

I am sometimes jealous of Einstein, this super genius who disclosed my secret that our speed and time in the universe is relative. Otherwise you human still can’t imagine how I am controlling 1000 wives, heaven affairs and your human affairs.

Let’s me tell you some secrets of our divine world, my son. Even though I am not that much involved in your human affairs, oft times I am seriously involved when there are crisis to your humanity. Like the revolution in France, like the annihilation of slavery in America, to the Russians in the Second World War, so and so when there is a critical situation. Sometimes helping through the people like Abraham Lincoln. Sometimes my men made disturbances by moving the stars and planets to adjust the weather conditions and to affect the brain waves of the people.

Burmakin: Your majesty. Your first word and the second word are incoherent. First you said nothing is coming and nothing is going. Then you said your men are moving the stars to affect the human lives if there is crisis in humanity.

King of Angels: My son, even though our choices of deciding whether to move the stars and planets depend on our free will, our choices are also deterministic in the fundamental universal principles. If my guys move a planet from its orbit, even though this is nominally his choice, there is always an urge to do this choice. Without this pre-assumption of deterministic nature of the universe, sciences in your human realm could not build up the equation concept of mathematics. 2+2 will be 4 and never be 5 in this deterministic principle in your mundane world. We divine either.

Burmakin: If you don’t mind, your majesty. Could you tell me directly you divine forces create this Burmese Tsunami, probably one of the worst miserable events of mankind?

King of Angels: My son, you yourself believe that recycling is the essential concept in Buddhism. Why are you still asking me this question?

As you know, there have to be alternate cycles of your human world in Buddha’s universal laws. When morality of people declines, your human age will also decline throughout. In the last, there is always a holocaust as the nature couldn’t tolerate any more when the human nature becomes the dirtiest extreme to defame the moral authority of Dhamma.

Burmakin: I think you are unfair then. We Burmese are one of the best-minded people in the world. They are good-hearted, simple and not materialistic. We are relatively very unselfish people in this materially avaricious world. It is very unfair to assume that Burmese society is morally the dirtiest extreme.

King of Angels: My son, do you know the basic Five Precepts of morality all laymen should obey?

Burmakin: Of course I do, why not?

King of Angels: Did you see any word or similar meaning like good-heartedness in these Five Precepts?

Burmakin: No.

King of Angels: Did you see any word or similar meaning like simplicity in these Five Precepts?

Burmakin: No

King of Angels: Did you see any word or similar meaning like not to be materialistic in these Five Precepts?

Burmakin: No.

King of Angels: Then why are you arguing that we Burmese can’t be the dirtiest to the moral principles? I agree with you that Burmese have such kinds of good hearts, simplicity and non-greediness in comparison with today material-dominated societies. But they are not the deciding factors for adherence to the moral principles. What do you think? What is the most important in these Five Precepts?

Burmakin: Of course, not to tell the lies is the most important in all moral principles of the universe. As this is the most important universal principle not to be violated, there was a direct lesson from the universe to punish would-be-Devadatt when he committed this moral crime of telling the lies.

King of Angels: Then what kind of lies could be the worst crime in the universe?

Burmakin: As Dhamma is the highest moral authority in the world, if somebody says Dhama as Ah-Dhamma(justice as injustice), and/or somebody says Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma(injustice as justice), this is the worst crime in the universe.

King of Angels: Then what do you mean by Dhamma?

Burmakin: I like to define Dhamma only by a negative direction. By pronouncing Dhamma, I mean the judgment of the God for reasonableness of the universe order. If somebody is immoral, this is to be punished. If there is no punishment, everybody will be ready to commit the evils. When stealth first happened to the world, people offered a social contract to Maha Tamatha (the would-be- Gautama Buddha). “By our willing consent, we like to elect you as our government, a brand new institutional structure in human world at that time. As our government, please enjoy one tenth of our production of crops, don’t take care of your regular farm work this time. Today onwards, your duty is to guard Dhamma, that is to protect the people from stealth and punish the immoral perverts as accordingly".

So Dhamma in its strict sense for the human society is the punishment for the immoral deeds. I don’t like to define Dhamma in the positive direction of rewards for the moral deeds. For the best morality is the one without the expectation of any reward. Logically, Dhamma can’t be defined in the positive sense.

King of Angels: Great, my son. You yourself has given me the answer now. You Burmese monarchs have many names of Dhamma Tatt ( Men who guard Dhamma).This also reflects your high Burmese philosophy of assigning the King’s main responsibility for punishing the evil acts for fairness, justice and security to people in society. As devout Buddhists, you will also agree that the most fundamental principle behind the social contract between the people and the government is to lay down rules and regulations to take action against the immoral doings coming out from human nature that some of your human philosphers believe in this way:"Human nature is essentially evil"

Burmakin: Now the Burmese regime is also trying to legitimize his home-made morally unacceptable and immorally unprecedented social contract as the most perfect laws for society, shamelessly telling the lies. This can probably be assumed as saying Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma, the most inferior crime to humanity.

King of Angels: The soverignity of the people is the laws only. Not any individual or any group. Laws should express the will of the people, not the whims of kings, dictators and your military officials. In our divine perception, there is no personal ruler in the rule of Dhamma. Only Dhamma is the sovereign itself.

The primitive people made a plea to Maha Tamatha because they are willing to obey the laws of Dhamma of human society. They didn't make Maha Tamatha as the Dhamma himself.If Maha Tamatha himself made a violation against the rules and regulations of moral laws of Dhamma, he should also have been prosecuted accordingly.No special promise was granted to Maha Tamatha that he was not under the laws of Dhamma even if he was the would-be-Gautamha Buddha acting for the sake of the people.

My son, you are wise to reject the positive reward of Dhamma in the counter direction. In moral authority of the justice of Dhamma,not a single person is to be sacrificed for the interest of the majority or any collective society. Let's see what your self-made Burmese government say in his home-made social contract? “No action shall be taken against the military officers for any transaction of his duty operations during their mandate period”. By this, they are saying that the military is the laws themselves. The military is above the rule of Dhamma, that you say "justice is only in the negative direction" for punishing the immoral doings. Of course, there is no positive reward of an immoral deed that can compensate and outdo against immoral violation of any moral principles of Dhamma.This is the beginning of everything, my son. That is one of the dirtiest extreme forms of violation against the universal principles.This is the worst crime against humanity in our divine perception. In their extreme arrogance, your military people are now claiming that the military should be granted divine rights to freely sacrifice the minors for the majority, that is the greatest insult to the humanity principle of Dhamma.

Even at the time of his perfect enlightenment, Buddha promised to us that he was not still above the rule of Dhamma, the real absolute ruler of the universe. In respect to Dhamma, he appreciated Ven. Kuttapa as a better person than Buddha himself in many attributes. He himself was shy for the fact that he went inside a house and sought comfort to get the alms, that Ven. Kuttapa didn't take such privilege. He himself was shy for the fact that he lived in the well-sheltered Jettavona Monastery and sought comfort for a good place, that Ven. Kuttapa stayed only under one tree after another and didn't take such privilege.

My son, you should agree with me for the fact that only Dhamma principles could decide who is good and who is bad. Not because you are a Buddha or a monk or a leader of a community.
Buddha himself confessed that he was not that good in many respects. Your Burmese military supremos are now claiming to the whole world that no Dhamma principle is able to decide a military officer whether he is bad or not. They have now reached their highest form of ignorance, highest corrupted form of evil human nature, and overruled even Buddha to say that they are all good in every respect. In our divine perception, your Burmese military has been revolting against laws of Dhamma throughout. We could tolerate up to this point, not any more at this watershed when they are trying to annihilate Dhamma by legitimizing Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma at this time.

If this self-inflicting regime (I mean the government who will drive the people to the ugliest violation of moral principles) could institutionalize this Ah-Dhamma concept, the next Burmese generation will come to believe that the wrong doings are never to be punished in terms of communal interest. It is perfectly legitimate to discount any moral principle if the duty-holder thinks there is fruitfulness to the community from his action . The Karma doctrine of Buddhism is no longer the moral authority. The next Burmese children will believe this pervert concept as the universal laws, bad deeds never render the bad results.Or they even believe that there is no bad deed if you serve for the interest of a group or an ideology. So why you are afraid of choosing the deeds as whether good or bad? Let’s do any deed that will endow the most profitable results for "Us". Lokapala Dhamma (shyness from doing bad deeds, afraidness from doing bad deeds) that are the protectors of the harmony of the universe, are no longer able to have any role in this completely dark Burmese society.My son, you Burmese will use the mantra of "we" as absolute truth in the next generation. If you dictate the mantra of "we", there is no bad deed, there is no bad Karma; only there is fruitfulness if you have a mandate of "we". The people who dictate the mantra of "we" have to be crowned as Bodhisattvas or divine. Upon citing "we", any pervert action of these hypocrite Bodhisattvas will become an unrivalled mandate of moral order of Dhamma in your coming stumbling society. This is the most dangerous happening to the universe, Ah-Dhamma is legitimized as Dhamma with people's willing consent in your next Burmese society.

Burmakin: Yes, your majesty. I now realize that this concept is the worst violated against the moral authority of the universe. It also means that if you are a uniform person, all you do is always fair and no law can't be strong enough to punish you because what you do as you wish is perfectly right when you are wearing a trouser.

They are blatantly claiming that even the god has no legitimacy to punish a uniform in Burma. Everything what the uniform man does has to be assumed as perfectly mature and balanced, and has to be accepted as completely fair. This is the crisis of humanity that no country seems to be aware of. Burmese are now coerced to agree to this Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma; have to live up with this Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma for their whole life. They have to accept this Ah-Dhamma lie for the whole life; later they themselves are willing to believe Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma. As if Winston Smith fell in love with the greatest Lier, Big Brother at last, Burmese will finally fall in love with Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma. The future Burmese will adore and worship trouser people as divine and would-be-Buddhas because they act the best for "We". These Burmese divine will displace three jewels from our Burmese altar." We" is the only altar Burmese have to worship as "We'" is the supreme Dhamma of the universe. They will put "We" in place of Five Precepts. They will also throw away the Precepts of ten Ah-Dhamma sins. There is no sin if there is "We". Only "We" will be echoed in the next Burmese anthem, only "We" will be the idol of the next Burmese Shrine, only "We" is the absolute Dhamma of the Burmese. For "We", there is no deed that is not fair. "We" is the justice. "We" is the morality."We" is the entitlement. "We" will be god. "We" is everywhere. Ah-Dhamma is everywhere but the next Burmese believe it as Dhamma. They like it as Dhamma. They worship Ah-Dhamma as Dhamma as Ah-Dhamma will become the only way of survival for them.

King of Angels: My son, as I said, we don’t move the stars and planets by ourselves. Nothing is coming and nothing is going. You human should not be such extremely arrogant to defame our divine forces. Even we divine forces can’t be arrogant against the moral order of the universe. Recycling of this evil matrix of Burma has to be done at last. Something comes and something goes. But nothing is coming and nothing is going either.