I'm not sure that fried chicken and energy drinks are the correct substances that put rappers into their "zen" state.
Escapist, help me to be zen
- Thread starter Barbas
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Consider the size of our star and of how small it is to other stars and how many stars there are and before too long you'll think about how our little rock of a planet is totally insignificant to everything else in existence and that the trials and tribulations of its inhabitants amount to just as much.
Because "Zen" in the sense that Barbas asked about is not the same as Zen Buddhism. I'm not a Zen Buddhist, and so I am totally comfortable calling the "leading thinker" of Zen Buddhism full of shit.albino boo said:
Here's my serious answer: mindfulness meditation.
Sit down, shut up, shut out the world, and focus on yourself. Do a slow body scan and spend a few minutes enjoying being nothing but a breathing machine. Stop giving a fuck about the world and your own troubles for a while - and then reconnect on your terms.
On a less serious note, find yourself a dealer and smoke a fatty. Considering today's THC levels in your average joint, you won't just be zen - you'll be knocked right the fuck out.
Sit down, shut up, shut out the world, and focus on yourself. Do a slow body scan and spend a few minutes enjoying being nothing but a breathing machine. Stop giving a fuck about the world and your own troubles for a while - and then reconnect on your terms.
On a less serious note, find yourself a dealer and smoke a fatty. Considering today's THC levels in your average joint, you won't just be zen - you'll be knocked right the fuck out.
Or you could just admit that you said something silly and stop trying to be all macho about it.Kolby Jack said:
I'm sorry, I can't hear you over this freakish noise emanating from the music writer who thinks he can sing. Bob Dylan is not zen. Bob Dylan is stoned out of his mind, and has no control over his voice.sky pies said:
Barbas, your problem stems from having too much brain-power. You cannot be one with the universe so long as you think too hard, so...it will have to come out. Fortunately, I can give you the address of a specialist...Barbas said:
I don't know why you have such a problem with what I said. It's my opinion, one I believe in, and I don't intend on taking any of it back. Just because that guy, who is long since dead, had followers and admirers means I'm supposed to not criticize his ideas? Nobody is beyond criticism, and trust me when I tell you that guy is not in a position to care about what I have to say. Even if he were, he probably wouldn't anyway.albino boo said:
First of, with simple words what is Zen?
Or maybe I don't need to learn what is Zen so to be Zen?
Or maybe I don't need to learn what is Zen so to be Zen?
nyyyehk *retracts tongue* I'm not saying he's my favourite singer or even the guy I listen to in a pinch any more but the guy can teach people how to not give two hoots very effectively. There are others.FalloutJack said:
As for his singing, he had a string of albums after the 60s in which he tried his best to sing and was pretty good at it. The track Lay Lady Lay comes to mind, as well as the rest of the Nashville Skyline album. But there were others. And even his normal-voice-singing got a lot better, with a lot less wackiness, as evidenced in songs like Tangled up in blue, or If you see her, say hello and Shelter from the Storm
Sometimes, just for a little bit, I wonder what it would be like to live in a giant snail shell. I don't think it would be very comfortable in there, unless I curled up like a big prawn.Bitter_Angel said:
Maybe for you it is, but I plan to build my own flame-thrower! If I can't be zen then neither will the surrounding wildlife. Fuck 'em, shit on my lawn will they. Fuck 'em dead. Zen requires sacrifice.Redlin5 said:
Whenever I have a haircut and the hairdresser (that's right, I'm fabulous) gently grips the side of my head behind my eyes, it suddenly dawns on me how a cat must feel when you scratch its lower back. All worries and cares melt away in that moment, like so much vanilla ice cream left out in the sun. That's the exact feeling I'm hoping to recreate in my brain, but hitting myself in the face with a rolled-up newspaper while listening to Moby just hasn't done it.Wintermute said:
You said you tried Carlsberg, but most importantly; did you try a lot of Carlsberg?
Because a lot of that is going to make you very Zen. Oh so Zen. Unconscious-levels of Zen.
Or maybe just plain unconscious. Which, at least, is very relaxing. It sure shuts out the world a bit!
Because a lot of that is going to make you very Zen. Oh so Zen. Unconscious-levels of Zen.
Or maybe just plain unconscious. Which, at least, is very relaxing. It sure shuts out the world a bit!
If you're trying to be zen, you're failing to be zen. Stop trying to be zen and stop giving a fuck. Only then, will you be zen.
I will never be able to take seriously a man who sounds like he uses his nuts like whammy bar. It's one of those Michael Jackson problems. Jackson was frigging weird, but he had great music. Bob Dylan would be absolute perfection if he just stapled his damn mouth shut.sky pies said:
That usually works, as long as I'm in the right situation, like by myself at home. If I'm at work and then someone needs my help, however, I'll end up yanking off my headphones with a look on my face that says "WHO THE FUCK JUST INTERRUPTED MY ASMR!?"Wintermute said:
I was punching holes through some documents earlier and one of the holes went through the date at the top of the sheet. The 2015 had a hole through the 2. My first thought was, "In 985 years this is going to confuse the shit out of somebody."
On topic: Realize that the earth will eventually be consumed by the sun in its best case if it doesn't get shattered by a rogue asteroid first and that none of what we're doing matters.
On topic: Realize that the earth will eventually be consumed by the sun in its best case if it doesn't get shattered by a rogue asteroid first and that none of what we're doing matters.