As every resurrection requires a corpse, the birth of a new man requires the death of an old one. Who is the new man? He has no fear. Not even a shred remains.
Fearless
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As every resurrection requires a corpse, the birth of a new man requires the death of an old one. Who is the new man? He has no fear. Not even a shred remains.
I’ve heard men say that their children are their greatest achievement. I’m sure that’s not what Siddhartha’s father was saying when not-yet Buddha slipped out of the family compound, abandoned his wife and infant son to their privilege, and hit the road to oblivion.
When we die, we cease to identify ourselves with a body. We die before we die when we realize we are not the body. Then we are nobodies, the walking dead, absolutely fearless, radically normal.
Man is pure when desireless, simple when fearless.
The peaceful warrior is an army of one. He is vital, independent, undivided, simple. He has no weapons because he has no fear. He is complete; he doesn’t want anything. If he had a credo, which he doesn’t, it would be this: Resist nothing.