All sorts of Nonsense- Limericks & Dhamma reflections

Yep, the Buddhists studying these limericks 2600 years from now will appreciate the retcon commentary!

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Once a runcible suffering quite bad
had an origin that was just so sad.
But wait how it went:
This suffering had an end—
and the path these eight factors had!

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This suffering’s end, where to find?
You may think: “I’ll be perhaps kind.”
Ethics: pure!
Immersion? Sure!
And wisdom will come to your mind.

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Of suffering an old truth there is,
and craving the origin of this.
An end to it? Yes!
This eight-path, I guess.
Know these four noble truths: that is bliss!

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So long they practiced restraint
With hardly a spoken complaint
The time’s come for action
It’s getting real traction
Too long did misogyny taint

There was a bhikkhuni named Canda
And a monk who wanted to ban her.
“Garudhamma!” he cried.
“So what?” she replied,
And broke the bad mold with a hammer.

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Poor misogynistic monk – he gets called a “bad mold” and then gets broken with a hammer :rofl:

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There was a bhikkhuni named Canda
And a monk who wanted to ban her.
“Garudhamma!” he cried.
“So what?” she replied,
And smashed that view with a hammer.

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This limerick has been Awarded a :trophy: Runcible Award by @Ficus

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Bend the words at your will now and chase,
until they are rightly in place.
When in runcible mood
their rhymes are quite good.
But that is not always the case. :woman_shrugging: :man_shrugging:

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“I hope she never will see me!”—
That is rarely working out, really.
She probaly will,
and keeps sitting still
in deep equanimity, freely. :nun:

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Touché! It takes a village…

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The bad mold was the the exclusion of Bhikkhunis. But karl_lew skillfully clarified my expression!

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Ven. Canda’s hammer is gentle and thorough.

I think that if you want to find fault with bhikkhuni ordination, you can—and you will—find fault with it. –Ven Canda 2020/3/24 Tricycle

It reminded me of…

SN7.2:2.10: It still belongs to you, brahmin,

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Forest roamings

A forest with little bits of Dhamma—
step by step, you encounter good Kamma.
A new truth here,
an insight so dear.
The signpost points out the path to Nibbāna.

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Bharadvāja the Rude, that was his name;
and rude to the Buddha one day he came.
“Not take I will—
yours is it still!”
Rude or not rude, the wise stays the same.

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“The cosmos is eternal”, that’s a foolish person’s speech.
“No, that’s wrong. It’s finite—the end you can reach.”
Is it big? Is it small?
How is it, the All?
“It’s dependently arisen”, the Buddha would teach.

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During meditation
You are taking the next breath,
Moving closer to your death.
Stop the thinking,
Take up rafting,
Cross the waters and be free…

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