But these days I’m in the mood to negotiate. Maybe because my Yellow is getting stronger. Or maybe my container, my facade of control is liquifying along with my marrow. My body has betrayed me and I’m finally feeling it.I want the best seat in the restaurant by flashing my membership: ‘I’ve got The Cancer, and and I like my bread basket warm.’ Or standing in line at the bank: tap, tap: ‘Hey I’ve got Cancer, give me your sandwich; I’m taking your spot.’ Or even: ‘You have to give me a puppy, a PUP-PY! I’ve got the Cancer!’Best of all: ‘I can’t answer that question: I’ve got The Cancer!’.
I”m going to try that one during the Film Festival.Sometimes things don’t change enough, even when everything has changed.Sometimes you want the world to tilt with you.Back to square one, I know. Ego. Still there after years of meditation on emptiness and enquiries into the ultimately reality.And I know I’m not the body. I know I’m not The Cancer.Blah blah.But what I am is honest.And it made me think of lobsters.yeah. Lobsters.
但这几天,我有心情跟人‘谈判’。可能因为我的‘黄色’增强了,或者因为我的容器,我对自己的控制也成了与骨髓一样的液体。我的身体背叛了我,而我也终于感受到了。
亮出癌症俱乐部的会员卡,“嘿,我得了癌症,(所以)我想要饭店最好的位置,以及我想要我的面包篮是热热的”。或者在银行排队时:拍拍别人说:“嘿注意了,我得了癌症,把你的三明治给我吧;这个位置我占了。”或者甚至是“你得把你的小狗给我,一只小—狗!我得了癌症!”
最绝的就是:“我不能回答任何问题:(因为)我得了癌症!”
我要在电影节的时候试试这个最绝的说法。
有些时候,事情变化得还不够,尽管当所有的事情都已经变了。
有些时候,你想让这个世界跟着你走。
说个正经的,我知道。自尊心,仍然是个很大的阻碍。尽管经过多年的虚空冥想实践和对终极实在的拷问。
而且我知道我不是那个躯体。我知道我不是癌症。
等等等等。
但是我是诚实的。
这让我想到了龙虾。
是的。龙虾。