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双子

...and they have unwittingly revealed themselves

Our policy, for the moment, is to conceal ourselves...If any faint suspicion of your existence begins to arise in his mind, suggest to him a picture of something in red tights, and persuade him that since he cannot believe in that...he therefore cannot believe in you.

Screwtape

In Buddhist lore, Mara is the demon that tried to seduce the Buddha. He is personified as the embodiment of unskillfulness, the death of the spiritual life. He is a tempter, distracting us from practicing the spiritual life by making the mundane alluring or the negative seem positive. He has three sons named Confusion, Gaiety, and Pride.

It's funny how the colors of the real world
only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.

Least we forget, Mara also had three daughters named Lust, Delight, and Thirst. Whatever their names, demons transcend religious traditions, and so these demons are truly real and in no way limited to Buddhists as I'm certain that I have met these and personally know many people still under yet unawares to their influence...not least of all our slumbering culture itself.

The 'Life Force', the worship of sex, and some aspects of psychoanalysis, may here prove useful. If once we can produce our perfect work — the Materialist Magician, the man, not using, but veritably worshiping, what he vaguely calls 'Forces' while denying the existence of spirits — then the end of the war will be in sight.

— Screwtape

Muad'Dib said...

Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
     I will not fear, because...
I also know that fear resides in that place where it is that I gaze upon myself instead of upon Him...
     and like Peter, I being to sink into the lake. Not alone...
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when my fear is gone I will turn and face fear's path, and only I will remain.

from the XIVth incarnation

I believe I am a reflection,
like the moon on water.
When you see me,
and I try to be a good man,
you see yourself.