“What’s your problem, Davie?”

“I see a bird. With tits. That’s not good.

Mortals end is boring, follows
boring reasons. Usually it’s wounds and diseases their body can’t confront. And what is an immortals end? Your body has no fear of every kind of wound, you don’t need to feed it, no disease can take it, no ages.

 However, there’s always a catch. In this realm, at least.

 End of mortal is distant and known to come when needed. Your end is always here, with you. It is in your head. You named it the Delusion, the curse of your kind. A creature, invisible to other eyes, comes asudden, it exhaust not your body but your mind until you turn into nothing, until you become insane, until people kill you for your crime.  It takes you home you was stolen from, child of the Desert. An end a poet would envy.

Engaged Buddhism: Greed, ill Will and Delusion

Institutionalized greed

In our economic system corporations are never profitable enough and people never consume enough. It’s a circular process in which we all participate, whether as workers, employers, consumers, investors, or pensioners, but we have little or no personal sense of moral responsibility for what happens. Awareness has been diffused so completely that it is lost in the impersonal anonymity of the corporate economic system.

Institutionalized ill will

In Buddhist terms, much of the world’s suffering has been a result of our way of thinking about good and evil. The basic problem with a simplistic good-versus-evil way of understanding conflict is that, because it tends to preclude further thought, it keeps us from looking deeper. Once something has been identified as evil, there is no more need to explain it; it is time to focus on fighting against it. The best example of institutionalized ill will is, of course, collective aggression: the institutionalization of militarism. After world War II, the U.S. did not demilitarize, but decided to maintain a permanent war-economy to fight communism. The collapse of communism at the end of the 1980s created a problem for the military-industrial complex, but now a never-ending “war against terrorism” has taken place.

Institutionalized delusion

The most fundamental delusion, both individually and collectively, is our sense of a self/other duality - that “I” am inside and the rest of the world is outside. Nationalism is a powerful institutional version of such a group wego. For that matter, so is the basic species duality between Homo sapiens and the rest of the biosphere, which is why we feel free to abuse nature technologically, with almost no regard for the consequences.

If we understand this third problem as institutionalized ignorance, it helps to see that modern life in all developed nations is organized in a way to conceal the dukkha it causes. The system inflicts dukkha on all of us, but most of all on people whom we do not see and therefore do not need to think about. Thanks to clever advertising and peer pressure, my son can learn to crave Nike shoes and Gap shirts without ever wondering about how they are made. I can satisfy my coffee and chocolate cravings without any awareness of the social conditions of the farmers who grow these commodities. My son and I are encouraged to live in a self-enclosed cocoon of hedonistic consumption.

Realizing the nature of these institutional poisons is just as spiritual and just as important as any personal realization one might have as a result of Buddhist (or any other) practice. In fact, any individual awakening we may have on our meditation cushions remains incomplete until it is supplemented by such a “social awakening.” In both cases, what is needed is a greater awareness that goes beyond the limitations of ego- and wego-consciousness. Usually we think of expanded consciousness in individual terms, but today we must penetrate through the veils of social delusion to attain greater understanding of dualistic social, economic, and ecological realities.’

- David Loy, The Suffering System, from the March 2005 issue of the Shambhala Sun.

Oh happy day!
A white person/institution gave me a reward or accolade! They made me the face of their campaign! They want to fuck me! Black people have made it in this world! We have made it. Who needs control of resources, community or not to be murdered on nearly a daily basis? White America has acknowledged me. I HAVE ARRIVED.
—  most niggas
The child destined to be a writer is vulnerable to every wind that blows. Now warm, now chill, next joyous, then despairing, the essence of his nature is to escape the atmosphere about him, no matter how stable, even loving. No ties, no binding chains, save those he forges for himself. Or so he thinks. But escape can be delusion, and what he is running from is not the enclosing world and its inhabitants, but his own inadequate self that fears to meet the demands which life makes upon it. Therefore create. Act God. Fashion men and women as Prometheus fashioned them from clay, and, by doing this, work out the unconscious strife within and be reconciled. While in others, imbued with a desire to mould, to instruct, to spread a message that will inspire the reader and so change his world, though the motive may be humane and even noble – many great works have done just this – the source is the same dissatisfaction, a yearning to escape.
—  Daphne du Maurier