Picture of Chogyam Trungpa the old man instagramed to illustrate this episode of Pulp Buddhism in which the Naropa Prairie Dog Players do a dramatic reading from volume five of Rinpoche’s collected works, in his own words…
“Let’s talk about this as a possible approach, that of trying to live what you are, this possibility connected with seeing our confusion, or misery and pain, but not making those discoveries into an answer.”
“Without looking for an answer, instead, we explore further and further and further,
a process of working with ourselves, with our lives, with our psychology, without looking for an answer but seeing things as they are—seeing what goes on in our heads directly and simply, absolutely literally.
“If we can undertake a process like that, then there is a tremendous possibility that our confusion—the chaos and neurosis that go on in our minds—might become a further basis for investigation.”
“Further and further and further we look.”
“We don’t make a big point or an answer out of any one thing.”
“For example, we might think that because we have discovered one particular thing that is wrong with us, that must be it, that must be the problem, that must be the answer.”
“We don’t fixate on that, we go further, “why is that the case?”, we look further and further, we ask, “why is this so? why is there spirituality? why is there awakening? why is there this moment of relief? why is there such a thing as discovering the pleasure of spirituality? why, why, why?”, we go on deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper, until we reach the point where there is no answer.”
“There is not even a question.”
“Both question and answer die simultaneously at some point.”
“They begin to rub each other too closely and they short-circuit each other in some way.”
“At that point, we tend to give up hope of an answer, or of anything whatsoever, for that matter, we have no more hope, none whatsoever, Ee are purely hopeless.”
“We could call this transcending hope, if you would like to put it in more genteel terms.”
“Hopelessness is the essence of crazy wisdom, it is hopeless, utterly hopeless, it is beyond hopelessness.”
“Of course, it would be possible, if we tried to turn that hopelessness itself into some kind of solution, to become confused again, to say the least.”
“The process is one of going further in and in and in without any reference point of spirituality, without any reference point of a savior, without any reference point of goodness or badness—without any reference points whatsoever!”
“Finally, we might reach the basic level of hopelessness, of transcending hope.”
“Does this mean we end up as zombies?”
“We still have all the energies; we have all the fascination of discovery, of seeing this process unfolding and unfolding and unfolding, going on and on.”
“This process of discovery automatically recharges itself so that we keep going deeper and deeper and deeper.”
“This process of going deeper and deeper is the process of crazy wisdom, and it is what characterizes a saint in the Buddhist tradition.”
End scene. Fini.
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