"When I forget my ways, I am in The Way"

Philosophical and experiential notes on Nothingness, with supporting insights from martial arts, quantum physics and Taoism

04 September 2016

the prayer warrior

Each evening, after getting off work, Jimmy "Buck" Burton would stand in the dry fields outside of town - praying for rain. After six years, the rain finally came, utterly destroying a year’s worth of crops. With village income in ruins, the farmers all blamed Jimmy. 

Jimmy never prayed again.