Hardcore Zen: Punk Rock, Monster Movies and the Truth About Reality
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Zen, plain and simple, with no BS.
This is not your typical Zen book. Brad Warner, a young punk who grew up to be a Zen master, spares no one. This bold new approach to the "Why?" of Zen Buddhism is as strongly grounded in the tradition of Zen as it is utterly revolutionary. Warner's voice is hilarious, and he calls on the wisdom of everyone from punk and pop culture icons to the Buddha himself to make sure his points come through loud and clear. As it prods readers to question everything, Hardcore Zen is both an approach and a departure, leaving behind the soft and lyrical for the gritty and stark perspective of a new generation.
This new edition will feature an afterword from the author.
Minister, Unitarian Universalist Church of Medford (Mass.) I have no time for lies or fantasy and neither should you. die. Enjoy or JOHN LYDON, aka JOHNNY ROTTEN FROM ROTTEN PROLOGUE For me it was this: Turning away from an overflowing toilet in a crummy basement bar in the middle of an Ohio winter with a bunch of apes in leather jackets outside shouting in unison as some other ape in a pair of stretch-pants thrashes away at an imitation Les Paul guitar running through a busted
probably understood about an eighth. Still, one thing was very clear: Noboru Tsuburaya had dreams of Ultraman one day cracking the U.S. market and getting as big in America as he was in Japan. And believe you me, Ultraman is very big in Japan. His expressionless face adorns everything from key chains to golf-club covers to condoms (the packages, not the actual condoms—that would be a little weird). With virtually no sales outside of Asia, Ultraman still earned enough licensing revenue in the
all-embracing. Zen people have an easier time retaining the balanced state of body and mind after getting up off the cushion than performers do after they walk offstage. Zen people also tend to have less money and be less famous, which helps—when you can get everything you think you want, you tend to spend more time and energy on fulfilling those made-up needs rather than looking honestly and critically at yourself, discovering who you truly are and what you really need. Guitar-playing or
of their own worst desires, tells him over and over again that this is the case. Our unbalanced friend begins to think that he must act upon this unique desire in order to express his own unique, “true” self. We all believe the urges that appear in our minds are somehow our “true” personality, our “real” self, and must therefore be satisfied in order for us to be really happy. Our crazy friend remains blissfully unaware, as society remains steadfastly in denial, that such desires are anything but
fantasized. This kind of thing is a common problem among zazen practitioners. They have these really cool experiences, or really cutting insights, and then they latch onto them forever, like a pitbull onto a postman’s ass—effectively missing ........... out on the rest of their lives. It’s a game the ego plays: if it can’t keep you believing in it through all the usual methods, it tosses something that feels just like what you always imagined enlightenment ought to feel like. Once you start