As I promised last week, the L’il Buddha gets fleshed out a little more here.
My Buddha and Me
Transcript
You still here, Buddha? “I’m not the real Buddha, you know. I’m a visual manifestation of your latent Buddha Nature.” Well, can’t you manifest somewhere else? I’m busy. “No. We need to talk.” For the past few months, you’ve been an unfocused, axiety-prone mess.” “You’ve barely meditated at all this year.” Wait, are you trying to guilt-trip me into meditating? “Guilt trips are for Catholics!” “Of course, if you WANT to spend the rest of your lives in a perpetual cycle of ignorance and suffering…” Fine, I’ll hit the cushion.
“Guilt trips are for Catholics!” Classic!
I was raised Catholic, no longer practicing, but got a huge kick out of this strip!
Keep on keeping on!
Yeah, I wasn’t raised Catholic, but I’ve met quite a few displaced Catholics since I’ve moved here. From what I’ve heard there seems to be a big emphasis on guilt. I was raised Lutheran, and there seemed to be more emphasis on forgiveness and judge-not-lest-ye-be-judged.
There is such a thing as Lutheran guilt, but its less about laws and commandments and more about, “Oh, I should go to church more…” or “Oh, I should stop wasting all this time doodling and become a missionary in Africa!”
Oh, yes, MUCH Lutheran guilt occurs. It’s a little more passive-aggressive than Catholic guilt. It bides it’s time, and seems to irk you the worst at inopportune times.
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