Nine of Water – Laziness

Nine of Water : Laziness

This gentleman clearly thinks he’s got it made. He sits in his big over-stuffed chair, wearing his sunglasses, shaded by his umbrella, with his pink slippers and his pina colada in his hand. He doesn’t have the energy to get up and do anything because he thinks he’s done it already. He hasn’t yet turned to see the mirror cracking around him on his right, a sure sign that the place he thinks he’s finally arrived at is about to shatter and dissolve before his very eyes. The message this card brings is that this poolside resort is not your final destination. The journey isn’t over yet, as that white bird flying into the vastness of the sky is trying to show. Your complacency might have arisen from a real sense of achievement, but now it’s time to move on. No matter how fuzzy the slippers, how tasty the pina colada, there are skies upon skies still waiting to be explored.

Osho’s Teachings

When you are lazy, it is a negative taste: you simply feel that you have no energy, you simply feel dull; you simply feel sleepy, you simply feel dead. When you are in a state of non-doing then you are full of energy–it is a very positive taste. You have full energy, overflowing. You are radiant, bubbling, vibrating, You are not sleepy, you are perfectly aware. You are not dead–you are tremendously alive There is a possibility the mind

can deceive you: it can rationalize laziness as non-doing. It can say, “I have become a Zen master,” or, “I believe in Tao”–but you are not deceiving anybody else. You will be deceiving only yourself. So be alert.

Osho A Sudden Clash of Thunder Chapter 8

 

A coat of quotes and passing poetry

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The Triumph Song of Trisanku - Constellation Crux

I shall not die. crystal Agni Trisanku Although this body, when the spirit tires  Of its cramped residence, shall feed the fires,  My house consumes, not I.  Leaving that case  I find out ample and ethereal room.  My spirit shall avoid the hungry tomb,  Deceiving death's embrace.  Night shall contain 

The sun in its cold depths; 

Time too must cease; 

The stars that labour shall have their release. 

I cease not, I remain. 

Ere the first seeds 

Were sown on earth, I was already old, 

And when now unborn planets shall grow cold 

My history proceeds. 

I am the light.

In stars, the strength of lions and the joy 

Of mornings; I am man and maid and boy, 

Protean, infinite. 

I am a tree 

That stands out singly from the infinite blue; 

I am the quiet falling of the dew 

And am the unmeasured sea. 

I hold the sky 

Together and upbear the teeming earth. 

I was the eternal thinker at my birth 

And shall be, though I die. 

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Triumph song of Trisanku | Aurobindo