I am reading Jack Kerouac’s Wake Up, a biography of the founder of Buddhism that I bought in London a couple of months ago. I got a fascination for buddhism some time ago, although I am still far away from its basic principles. This book is quite useful to understand the logic of this religion and its essential purpose: no surprise it is written by one of the main interpreter of the “beat”, that stands for “beatific”, the celestial, universal bliss-form.
I fear birth, old age, disease and death, and so I seek to find a sure mode of deliverance. And so I fear the five desires – the desires attached to seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling, and touching – the inconstant thieves, stealing from men their choicest treasures, making them unreal, false and fickle – the great obstacles, forever disarranging the way of peace.
My mind at rest, I shall enjoy silent composure. Composure is the trap for getting ecstasy; while in ecstasy perceiving the true law, disentanglement will follow.