Art and the philosophy of life

“Tilly this is…”

“Yeah, I know who it is,” she said.  “How’s it hangin’ Sid?”

“I haven’t used the name Siddhartha in a very long time,” said the smiling man.  “But I’m fine, thank you.”

“Whatever,” snapped Tilly, taking in his bald head, slim form, beat up sandals and worn jeans.  “I have questions.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, Prince.  I mean you were a Prince, right?”

“At one time, yes.”

“You were a Prince when it all started, when you found out that the people outside of your compound didn’t have what you had.”

“Yes, that’s when it all began,” he said quietly.

“Okay, now here’s the thing.  You had a wife and two kids, if I’m not mistaken.”

“I did.”

“And you deserted them so that you could do YOUR own thing.  You left them and never looked back.  I doubt that’s what your wife had in mind when she said, “I do,” or whatever you guys say.”

“Tilly,” said Edith.  “He’s our guest.”

“So?  This is a BOOKSTORE, a place of learning and I’m trying to learn.”

“You’re absolutely correct,” said Edith.  “Please continue.”

“You left your wife without a husband and you left your children without a father, so you could sit under a bodhi tree and feed your own ego.  That’s what it was, of course,  because you simply forgot about the commitments you made to the people you gave your word to, those who depended upon you, those you said you loved.  You turned your back on them them, so you could do your OWN THING.”

“Uh…” he stammered.

“Then you picked up followers along the way…all males, of course, because your generosity and awakening didn’t INCLUDED FEMALES.  And aren’t real leaders supposed to shun followers?  Followers are not the sign of a leader they are the sign of an egomaniac.”

“I must agree,” said Edith.

“You spent the rest of your life being waited on, meditating, hanging out with your home boys, who surrounded you and hung on your every word.  They cried when you finally died.  You’re not a leader Sid,  but I’ve learned that people will believe anything and simply look the other way when things become uncomfortable.”

“Eh, er….”

“You never even saw your children again.  You allowed men to follow you, men who left THEIR families to starve and be abused and you didn’t care, after all the only ones left behind were women and children.  I think you’re a bad person Sid.  You twisted things around for your own benefit and no matter what you say, the life you lived was the real truth.   You were selfish and thoughtless and, by the way, you should let your hair grow back.  Some men look great bald, you’re not one of them.”

With that Tilly turned and walked away.

“I agree with her one-hundred percent,” said Edith.  “Now, how may I help you?”

“I don’t feel welcome here,” said Sid, looking down.

“Yes, well, I can understand that.  The truth does hurt sometimes, doesn’t it,” she sighed.

“I was only trying to…”

“Find yourself?  Make a name for yourself?  Help others, with the exception of your own family, I mean?  Something like that?”

“Yes, something like that,” he said.  “You have a statue of me in the other room.”

“We do, but you’re wearing a party hat and a fake nose with a mustache” said Edith merrily.  “Now that that’s all out of the way, would you like some breakfast?”

“Just tell Merlin I stopped by.”

“He’ll be sorry to have missed you, I’m sure,” said Edith, already looking down at her notes.

“Good riddance,” said Chicago, walking into the room.  “I never liked that guy.  He acts humble but underneath….”

“I know what you mean, but he’s gone now, so we can get on with things,” said Edith brightly.

“Tilly was great,” smiled Chicago.

Edith laughed.  “She was fabulous.”

“I finished Sigmund’s readings.”

“And?”

“Well, you know about ‘client privilege,’  and all that, but let me tell you, he’s another one who fell for his own garbage.  The guy’s a loon and yet, people followed him and like Sid, even now there are those who can’t let go of what they once said.”

“Sad,” said Edith, shaking her head.

“Destructive,” said Chicago

“That too.”

“Is there any of that great coffee cake left in the kitchen?”

“There is,” nodded Edith.  “Shall we have some at the counter?”

“Absolutely,” said Chicago happily.

Comments on: "Edith O’Connor and The Book Lovers Emporium…19" (15)

  1. Oooh, close to the bone truth can hurt. Now, may I have a crumb of coffee cake? I do hope it is cinnamon flavored. woof!

    • Hey, you have to face the facts, right? He did it, he has to own it. 🙂 They have any kind of coffee cake you can think of. You just imagine it and it appears. 🙂

  2. yep he left, but he actually didn’t want followers…people just bugged him so much and wouldn’t stay away

    • Um, I think Tilly was right:) He could have refused them. The thing is, when it happened, women, without men, and their children, died from starvation, unless someone took pity on them and gave them food. But Sid didn’t make the men who followed him go back to their families, any more than he went back to his. Women couldn’t work, they couldn’t do anything to help themselves and poverty was all the could hope for, without a male to provide for them and the children. I believe there was something he could have done. I don’t think he cared because women and children didn’t matter, their suffering and death were meaningless. His “enlightenment” didn’t include them. Blah.

      • yep…but it takes everyone to change the world….not just a few….i guess we’ve moved on to new ways of thinking and being, and are products of our experience and time, as he was

      • Without a doubt…we are all products of our time. With the exception of the Tao, religions are based on male/patriarchal writings/beliefs/teachings. Nothing has changed, even today. Yes, some women are ALLOWED to participate in certain areas/rituals but women have had no say in the structure of the belief system itself. I think it’s good to know the kind of person/people who are being “followed.” That is the kind of man he was. He set an example for other men, showing them that it was okay to leave their families, at a time when that meant poverty and death to those left behind. That’s what the religion is based on. Males walking away to do their own thing and leaving others, who had no hope, to fend for themselves. All I’m saying is that people should know where things come from, the kind of people who set up the belief system. Women are never included. Men take care of themselves. That’s what religion is, a male dominated system of beliefs that specifically keep women out. I find it shocking that women follow any form of male dominated religious belief system. I think it’s a form of abuse. Men still get to pass the religious laws as to what part women may play in their games. Women don’t get to vote because they are kept out of positions of power. So it’s the boys playing their games with women’s lives just like they always do. People may think he was “all that,” but I see him as selfish and disloyal and a person who abandoned those he promised to care for in order to do what he wanted to do for himself. Imagine what would have happened to a woman who did that. How many would have followed her until she WAS KILLED for stepping out of line? That just doesn’t work for me.

      • The goddess religions were fairly female based, it’s thought…i did some research on it many years ago…i personally take what i want from whatever serves me ok at the time. Personal direct experience will show inner truth. In the end it’s a very personal thing

      • Absolutely. I agree. Willendorf, Minoan Snake Goddess, etc., “In the beginning God was a Woman.” When male religions moved in they turned Maiden, Mother Crone into father, son, and holy ghost. They took over the pagan holidays and turned them into what we have now because they couldn’t kill pagan beliefs. You’re right, of course, we just have to decide for ourselves…about everything. 🙂

  3. ❤ Now don't hold back, Tilly…tell him how you really feel!

  4. I like the comment she made about his bald head! The truth does hurt especially! I love how you are going so many different directions with this Bling but finishing each section so they stand alone! This is beautiful! I love it! ❤

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