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我有一个理想/雪峰

本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛我踏着仙圣贤哲的足迹,越过千山万水,遍历心灵的荒原,播洒着上帝的信息。神佛的心愿和贤哲们的期望汇成了我的理想,天日昭彰,供君思想。

人类走过的是一条漫长而洒满鲜血的道路。耶稣和释迦牟尼启示我们宇宙中有许多生命的高层空间,谆谆告诫我们不要偏离了生命的大道。无数仙圣贤哲为人类的幸福呕心沥血,魂星在照,警戒人类不要逆道而行,期望我们能过上舒心的日子。然而人类还是被所谓“文明”的迷雾遮蔽了视线,背道而驰,渐行渐远......

我要点燃一座希望的灯塔,照破无边的黑暗,给人类带来一线曙光;我要在苍茫寂寥的沙漠中建设出一片绿洲,给地球上的生命一处祥和的栖息地;我要在物质虚华的汪洋大海中建造起一处精神和心灵的陆地,把向往上帝、热爱生命和自然、拥有美好人性和心灵的人们带进来,使其永远脱离苦难的渊薮;我要把他们安全地送到千年界,去享受千年的美好时光。

神佛喜爱的人们依然悲惨地套着精神和心灵的枷锁,在这个物欲横流的娑婆世界,越是心地纯洁善良的人们越遭受着精神和心灵的煎熬,无法获得片刻的安宁。到处都散发着一股股腐烂的气息,满目都是未受惩戒的邪恶,人类浩如烟海的法律条文和宗教条规无力阻止道德的沦落和邪恶的得逞;恶意误导的邪灵和垃圾思想占据着“真理”的宝座。专制制度不仅使被管制者失去了人身和心灵的自由,也使管制者自身陷入了绝望的泥淖,无法获得真正的生命自由。

我要告诉人们,人类的困境不在于物质方面,而在于精神和心灵方面,精神的贫乏、心灵的干涸才是人类痛苦的源泉。寻找精神和心灵的家园是人类的当务之急。一味地追求物质,只能是引鸩解渴,扬汤止沸,不仅会毁灭地球,也会毁灭人类自身。

一个以金钱的多少和社会地位的高低来决定人格尊严,而不以品德和善行衡量人的价值的时代属于魔鬼的时代;一个不以勤劳致富,却通过投机取巧和欺压掠夺暴富的社会是邪恶的社会;一个千方百计封杀新思想,试图把人们封闭在无知和蛮荒世界中的政府是专制的、撒旦的政府;一个不提倡奉献爱心,却一味煽动人们崇尚暴力的民族是远离智慧、走向疯狂和毁灭的民族。

人类的烦恼,一半来自无知,一半来自自私。由于无知,我们请进了魔鬼,却把神佛拒在了门外;由于自私,我们选择了邪恶,却扬弃了正义。许多美好的理想和善良的品行常常被扼杀在摇篮中。心灵的荒芜是滋生垃圾思想和宗教瘟疫最适宜的文化土壤。

今天的人类被信息包围着,电视、网络、报刊、杂志、书籍、讲座、广告等等把大量的信息灌输进了我们难以咀嚼消化的肠胃中,使我们消化不良、营养不良、健康不良。知识的追求成了一种病态的饥渴,囫囵吞枣的越多,我们知道的越少,各种媒体已经成了培养愚昧和狂热盲从病菌的肥沃土壤。

那些没有信仰、没有原则、没有智慧、没有灵觉的文人,以维护稳定、倡导改革为名,以宏扬文化、继承遗产为名,以宣传道德、提倡仁义为名,以坚持“信仰”,修行修炼为名,以追求自由、反抗专制为名......写出了一篇篇腐臭的文章,制造了难以清理的文化垃圾和精神毒品,粗制滥造的糟粕成了我们每天的精神食粮,直接扭曲了我们的价值观,破坏了我们的人文环境,污染了我们纯洁的心灵。

还有那些没有信仰、没有原则、没有智慧、没有灵觉的文刽子手们,他们以维护稳定、倡导改革为名,以宏扬文化、继承遗产为名,以宣传道德、提倡仁义为名,以坚持“信仰”,修行修炼为名,以追求自由、反抗专制为名......将一篇篇腐臭的文章奉为经典,对于闪耀着思想光辉的智慧之作则视为“异端”,毫不犹豫地举起他们的文化屠刀......

中国人啊,你们一面叹息中国沦为上帝的弃地,你们自己又学会了包容大智慧的胸襟了吗?当大智慧真的“从天而降”的时候,你们可曾识得?

我有一个理想,最终让上帝走进中国,走向人间,还我基督、还我佛法、还我人性、还我大好河山。

当阴谋诡计压倒真理,正义受到嘲弄,热情遭受冷鄙,敬畏上帝被视为荒诞无稽,压迫欺凌看做不可侵犯的权势,蒙蔽群众却反过来骂群众愚昧无知,自由受到诽谤,生命遭到践踏,颠倒了是非,混淆了黑白,泥沙俱下、鱼龙混杂,我们别无他法,只有寻求生命的源头,才能越过苍茫,看到曙光;才能在波涛汹涌的污泥浊浪中稳操航舵,最终到达生命的海洋。

这是个表面繁华,实际上危机四伏的非常时期,现在不是歌功颂德的时候,在这道路坎坷,征途凶险的时刻,甘言谀词和抱残守缺不能解救我们;现在也不是“正义的银行”完全破产倒闭的时候,任何的无所作为和饱食终日只能加速“末日”的来临。而不知建设、只知破坏、不想报恩、只知复仇、不讲奉献、只想攫取的心态和行为最终只能使我们失去美好的家园和光辉的前程。

几个世纪以来的人类盲目行为已经挖下了一个随时可以吞没我们的深渊,这个可怕的深坑必须填平,越快越好,越早越好。

敬畏上帝,走上帝之道是我们唯一的希望,因为只有在上帝面前我们才能获得同等的人格和尊严,只有崇拜上帝,我们的心才能有灵,知识才能化为智慧,才能明白生命的含义,才能走上生命的大道。

钻进象牙塔里,埋头于破纸堆中,研究所谓的学术,将自己置身于社会问题之外,似乎进入了一个宁静的避风港湾,但覆巢之下安有完卵,把头伸进洞中屁股露在外面,认为看不见的就是不存在的,怎能研究出有益于人类的硕果。

脱离现实,一味教育人们追求来生福祉的教义或“真理”是荒诞的,邪恶的;经常笑的人的心是冷酷的,经常哭的人的心是残忍的。

孩子们在挨饿、失学,贫穷者无钱医疗,我们却生产着各种最豪华的奢侈品,建造着一幢幢无生命的摩天大楼,这难道不是对生命的蔑视和亵渎吗?

邻居没有自由,我们就无法获得完全的自由;兄弟在挨饿,我们无法咽下口中的山珍海味;偏远地区的人在哭泣,我们无法清静地享受大城市的灯红酒绿。

我有一个理想,我要把真正向往上帝的人们带到生命禅院,把不和谐的喧嚣变为一曲友爱的乐章,奏出一首生命的欢乐交响。

我坚信人类一定能走出黑暗的峡谷和心灵的荒漠,进入一个前所未有的秀丽原野。我坚信灵魂一定能战胜肉体,人们将会获得身心的自由和生活的安详。

这不是对遥远未来的黄金幻想,气势磅礴的海潮正在涌动着千钧势能,这股海潮的胸怀包藏着能把人类生活装点得更高尚更美好的七彩宝石,当异象来临,神秘的力量将拨动人们的心弦,辽阔的原野将披上锦绣的彩衣,污染的江河将恢复本来的清纯,混浊的天空将浮现七色的彩云,自由的旋律将响彻每一寸山河大地。


永恒的美德归于耶稣基督!

最高的智慧归于释迦牟尼!

永恒的荣耀属于上帝!更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
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  • 枫下拾英 / 心灵感悟 / 我有一个理想/雪峰
    • 可敬的理想!
      • 感谢关注!百参有礼了!
    • 看了几段,充满了仇恨和愤懑,说实话,他更应该去从政而不是打着宗教的幌子干着反政府的勾当
      • 太上老君无生老母玉皇大帝耶稣基督黄飞鸿急急如律令。唵嘛呢叭咪吽,迷迷嘛嘛哄!
        • 感谢朋友关注,人生如戏啊!
      • 怪了,我咋感觉不出这个味道来呢!
    • 理想可敬,但是其具体精神追求内容和方式需要探讨
      本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛最近一直想把中国精神探索的渠道列为聚会交流内容,但是鉴于人们可能对这个话题不感兴趣,所以还没有列到日程上来. 如果探讨中国精神现状,那么生命禅院的确值得我们思索一番.

      我到生命禅院网站读了几篇文章,不知道作者是在中国?还是在国外? 作者是否与不同国家的人, 深入探讨过基督教,佛教,以及其他各种精神流派? 作者是否参加过各种团体,去倾听人家的实践,
      参与他们的实践? 作者是否阅读过主要宗教内, 不同派系的精神精髓, 其历史演变?

      人们对宗教的理解, 很多时候是基于某些教徒的表现和文字. 实际上, 任何一门大的宗教, 往往有着复杂的历史变化过程. 并且就其经文来说,也有字面含义, 暗示含义, 神秘含义等等. 不同的人, 是在不同的,缺省的, 自我精神现状框架下, 去理解其经文内容. 这里有着很大的理解不同和层次不同. 更不用说还有很多解释经文的资料, 大量的深刻个人感想的文章等等.

      精神追求不同于其他专业学科, 它需要一个特殊的环境和某种独特的生命视角. 精神不是科学, 中国经过了几十年的革命, 我怀疑其精神发展环境. 特别是很多人企图用理性来逻辑证明心灵和智慧, 我想这个渠道很容易把精神探索变成某种没有精神内涵的机械外在 intellect。

      我非常支持国人去探索自己的精神探索道路,特别是用中文来表达这种探索。这种精神非常值得敬佩。但是在表达对其他宗教的看法时,要极其小心。一个精神觉醒的人,一个触摸到精神世界边缘的人,至少应该理解其他宗教的精神本质,然后去表达自己的生命本质。这种精神表达仅仅是表达生命(而不是评价其它宗教),带着最深的诚敬,爱和深刻。当然,在私下探索的时候,可以去争辩和探讨某个宗教,但这只是探讨,企图去提高自己,而不是最后的绝对定论。任何最终的定论,很有可能是虚妄的定论。所以在表达的时候,只去表达生命,生命有着自己独特的语言和真实。

      Tell nothing but only truth, tell what the life has seen but not what eyes have seen. Spirituality is really a mystery because it is not what mind have proved, but it is the truth behind the appearance, it is the space that holds all, it is the reality that creates all.

      我觉得中国文化传统中,有很多值得去挖掘的东西,应该为世界的精神探索作出自己的贡献。我鼓励所有如此去探索的人们。更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
    • I Have A Dream ---- Martin Luther King Jr
      本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛....
      I have a dream today.

      I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

      I have a dream today.

      I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

      ....


      Full Text as Follows:

      I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
      Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

      But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

      In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

      It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.


      It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

      But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

      We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

      As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "For Whites Only". We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

      I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

      Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

      I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

      I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

      I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

      I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

      I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

      I have a dream today.

      I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

      I have a dream today.

      I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

      This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

      This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

      And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

      Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

      Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

      But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

      Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

      Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

      And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
      • Still the best speech ever delivered!