I was talking with somebody tonight about Daoism and he said that in order to become a monk (or whatever is the Doaist equivalent) one of the first tests is to give it all away and eat fruit and drink water for a month whilst stitting around aiming at the sweet spot in your mind.
It got me thinking about the many friends I used to have who swore by taking time out for Vipassna.
Still, if you really wanted to do it hard and find ultimate peace wouldn’t a real challenge be to find that sweet spot whilst negotiating the rat race. I mean sure fruit and water is hard, but there is a lot of much harder shit out there than that.
Imagine finding yourself like that dude does in Platoon, not the William Defoe character but the guy who shoots him.
Should he be denied?
Is he just a preta?
Perhaps he is, but I still think a higher form of enlightenent involves embracing more grit than the dregs of ones’ fruit tea.