On his birthday, david would like to reiterate a charming tale about the Buddha.
After Prince Gotama Siddhartha had attained nirvana, the final liberation from greed, aggression, ignorance, and the self, he rose from his spot underneath the Bodhi tree, and walked down the road in bliss.
Now, legend has it that the prince was an outrageously handsome man before he flipped from the palace to become a samana. So, here's this good-looking man walking down the road—peace and equanimity down to his fingertips and radiating perfect happiness... he did not even look human. People could not help but walked up to the man and greeted him.
"Sir, you look so special," the folks bowed and enquired. "Are you a deity, a deva?"
"No," the prince answered.
"Are you some kind of mahasiddi or magician then?
"No."
"So, what are you, Sir?"
"I am awake."
Apparently that's how the prince got the title "Buddha," which is Sanskrit for "the Awakened One." The new nickname stuck.
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