Riflessioni sulle contrapposizioni, a partire dalla lettura dei versi 418 del Dhammapada, su "mi piace al non mi piace" e come acquietarsi.

Riflessioni di Dharma registrate da Sirimedho Stefano De Luca nel gruppo di meditazione dell'Associazione Kalyanamitta il 9 maggio 2025

Riflessioni sulle contrapposizioni

Ep. 476 Riflessioni sulle contrapposizioni

The Deathless

You Are The Architect of Your Own World

Embodying The Teachings Lights Up This World

Introduction and Initial Reflections

Further Reflections on The Dhammapada

At 3 AM when your mind won't stop running—replaying every failure, every hurt, every argument—there comes a moment when you catch yourself. 

This song is about that moment.

"Get Your Head Right" draws on 2,500-year-old wisdom: your mind writes the first verse of your life. What you feed it determines what grows. The Blues has always known this—now The William Altig Choir makes it plain.

What are you thinking about tonight?

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning with my troubles on my mind
Said I woke up this morning, troubles heavy on my mind
Been thinking hateful thoughts all night
Now I'm falling way behind

[Chorus]
'Cause your mind writes the first verse
Your hands just play along
Yeah, your mind writes the first verse, baby
Your hands just play along
Better get your head right, honey
Or your whole life's a sad, sad song

[Verse 2]
I was cursing at my enemies while laying in my bed
Reliving every wrong they done, playing movies in my head
Didn't raise my hand, didn't make a sound
But I poisoned myself instead

[Chorus]
'Cause your mind writes the first verse
Your hands just play along
Yeah, your mind writes the first verse, baby
Your hands just play along
Better get your head right, honey
Or your whole life's a sad, sad song

[Bridge]
The wheel follows the ox, the ox don't follow the wheel
What you're thinking 'fore you move is what you're gonna feel
Your shadow sticks to you from morning until night
So fill your mind with kindness if you want to walk in light

[Verse 3]
Three in the morning, phone glowing in the dark
Replaying every failure, every miss, every mark
But I caught myself this time—I know how this thing goes
What I'm feeding in my head is what my tomorrow grows

[Chorus]
So your mind writes the first verse
And the body sings the tune
Yeah, your mind writes the first verse, baby
Body just sings the tune
Better get your head right, honey
Or your whole life's a sad, sad song

[Outro]
What are you thinking about tonight?
'Cause that's what tomorrow's made of.
Get your head right.
Everything else follows.

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📿 Based on Dhammapada Verses 1-2
🎵 The William Altig Choir
🪷 Lotus Sutra devotees | Awakening through American Blues

Get Your Head Right

AWAKEN THE BUDDHA

(Song-Mantra inspired by Dhammapada)

I call no man enlightened by a name,
No robe, no lineage, no borrowed flame.
You wear no crown, you claim no sky,
Yet kings dissolve when you walk by.

You left no trace where fear once stood,
No hook in mind, no twisted good.
Desire falls from your open hand,
Like ash returning to sacred land.

Awaken the Buddha, living in me,
Not in stone, not in history.
Awaken the one who has never been bound,
Who walks through the world without a sound.

Awaken the silence, deeper than breath,
The place beyond craving, the womb beyond death.
Awaken the fire that does not burn —
The truth that waits for none to return.

You cut the thread where hunger grew,
You drank the void until it knew.
No past commands, no future schemes,
You sleep awake inside your dreams.

No god to beg, no hell to flee,
No mirror left called “enemy.”
The self undone, the heart made vast,
Even karma loosens its past.

Awaken the Buddha, bone and flame,
Who forgot the game, who dropped the name.
Awaken the one who does not seek —
The wordless word, the vowless mystique.

Not born.
Not made.
Not owned.
Not saved.

Unhooked from time.
Unbranded soul.
No altar left.
Only whole.

Awaken the Buddha — not someday, not then,
But here in the breath before "me" and "them."
Not as a symbol, not as a dream,
But the one who watches the mind un-dream.

Awaken the Buddha who never tried,
Who needed no mountain, no teacher, no tide.
Awaken the light that cannot be known —
The throne that stands where nothing is throne.

Awaken… Awaken…Awaken…
The one who was never asleep.

AWAKEN THE BUDDHA

We All Running Out of Time The William Altig Choir

🎵 Dhammapada Blues Series – Song 3 (Verses 5-6)

The Buddha said: "Hatred never ceases by hatred—only by non-hatred does it end. This is the eternal law."

And then he reminded us: "Others do not understand that here, we are perishing."

This song is about letting go of the grudges you've been carrying. Not because the people who hurt you deserve it—but because your time is too precious to waste on hate. We're all running out of time. Every tick of the clock is yours and mine.

Warm acoustic gospel blues. Resonator guitar. Brushed drums. A choir lifting you on the final chorus. This one's for anyone who's been holding onto bitterness longer than they should.

Here's my loving trick for you tonight: stop fighting fire with fire. Meet hate with something softer, something wiser. Your time is precious, baby. Don't waste it being angry.

We running out of time... so love while you can.

🙏 Part of the Dhammapada Reborn project—ancient Buddhist wisdom transmitted through American Blues.

Lryics:

We All Running Out of Time. 

[Verse 1]
I used to carry grudges like a second set of keys
Kept 'em in my pocket, polished them with memories
Every name that wronged me, every hand that did me dirty
Had a file in my heart that I updated past thirty

[Chorus]
But we all running out of time
Every tick of the clock is yours and mine
Why you gonna waste it holding on to hate?
We all running out of time, don't let it be too late

[Verse 2]
Fire don't put out fire, that's the oldest law there is
My grandmama told me that, and her grandmother told her kids
You want the burning to stop? You gotta bring something different
Non-hate for the hatred, that's the healing, that's the treatment

[Chorus]
We all running out of time
Every tick of the clock is yours and mine
Why you gonna waste it holding on to hate?
We all running out of time, don't let it be too late

[Bridge]
Look around this room, every soul is headed home
Could be tomorrow, could be tonight, nobody knows
So what you fighting for? What grudge is worth your breath?
Let it go, let it go, we're all just walking toward death

[Verse 3]
Wise ones figured this out, they don't bother with the brawl
When you know the clock is ticking, you stop sweating the small
Put your sword down, brother, sister, lay your burdens on the ground
This old world's too beautiful to miss while you're angry at the sound

[Final Chorus]
We all running out of time
Every tick of the clock is yours and mine
Don't you wanna feel that peace before you go?
We all running out of time, let the hatred flow

[Outro]
Here's my loving trick for you tonight:
Stop fighting fire with fire—it only burns the house down.
Meet hate with something softer, something wiser.
Your time is precious, baby. Don't waste it being angry.
We running out of time... so love while you can.

We All Running Out of Time

The Buddha said: "He abused me, he struck me, he defeated me, he robbed me"—for those who dwell on such thoughts, hatred is never appeased. For those who don't dwell? The hatred settles.

This song is about that record player in your head—the one that keeps spinning the same old hurt on repeat. You didn't choose what happened to you, but you do choose whether to keep rehearsing it.

Slow Chicago blues shuffle. Warm tube amp. Midnight bar feel. A song for anyone who's ready to lift the needle and let the room go quiet.

You ain't denying what happened. You're just choosing what you feed.

🙏 Part of the Dhammapada Reborn project—ancient Buddhist wisdom transmitted through American Blues.

[Verse 1]
Sat up in the kitchen with the lights down low
Old hurt spinning like a late-night show
He talked bad about me, took what I earned
Needle in the groove where the anger burns

[Chorus]
Put that record down, let the hate lie down
Set the vinyl on the shelf, let the needle rest now
You can sing that pain forever, but it never makes you free
Put that record down, let your heart get out the key

[Verse 2]
Screens glow blue, feeding all your doubt
Same five memories keep wearing you out
She betrayed me, left me, broke my name
Playing it on loop like it's earning you fame

[Chorus]
Put that record down, let the hate lie down
Set the vinyl on the shelf, let the needle rest now
You can sing that pain forever, but it never makes you free
Put that record down, let your heart get out the key

[Bridge]
You ain't denying what happened, you're just choosing what you feed
You can water thorns all evening or plant a kinder seed
Hate is a squatter, stop paying the rent
Drop the stylus, walk away, that's how the fury's spent

[Verse 3]
Morning sun creeping, whole house still
Coffee steam rising, quiet on the sill
You breathe in mercy, breathe out the fight
Let the track go silent, feel the room fill with light

[Final Chorus]
Put that record down, let the hate lie down
Set the vinyl on the shelf, let the needle rest now
You can sing that pain forever, but it never makes you free
Put that record down, leave the loop, step into peace

Put That Record Down

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