This morning, I got up and included a pink shirt in my attire.
I choose my shirt based on what is next in line in the closet.
I went to PEETs coffee, shopped for a few groceries, and headed home.
When I returned home, I put on my computer reading glasses and noticed that what I previously thought was a pink shirt was, in fact, a pink STRIPED shirt.
Now remember, in Buddhism, we are taught to reject dualism (e.g. solid v. striped).
I even thought I should consider rejecting the dualism of pink (color) v. white (apparent lack of color). In fact "white is a mixture of the three primary colors of light (red, green, and blue) to which the cones in our eyes respond.
Dark is the absence of light. Bright is a plethora of photons striking the rods in our eyes.
Darkness is also a metaphor for ignorance as in "Dark Ages."
On the other hand, which is handy, light is alleviation of ignorance - knowledge.
Then, owing to a wee bit of reflective thinking, I arrived at the conclusion that I was wasting a copious quantity of time on something (like most things) that "didn't matter."
A little bit like the time you just spent reading this posting.
Greater or lesser, we are only the vehicle by which consciousness is aware of itself.
The Milanda Panna is a famous work of Buddhist literature, probably compiled in the 1st century B.C. It presents Buddhist doctrine in a dialogue between a Bactrian Greek,Menander I, who plays the 'Devil's Advocate' and a Buddhist sage, Nagasena. The introduction outlines the historical background against which the dialogues took place, indicating the meeting of two great cultures that of ancient Greece and the Buddhism of the Indus valley, which was the legacy of the great Emperor Asoka.