Theologically speaking, is it incorrect to suspect you have entered "nirvana" simply by picking up a wonderful six-pack of Moosehead beer and an awesome pizza from Angelo's down the street?
Let's see -- nirvana, by definition, is the state of being free from suffering. In Hindu philosophy, it's the union with the Supreme being through moksha. The Buddha described it as the perfect peace of the state of mind that is free from craving, anger, and other afflicting states.
Hmmm... I'm craving another slice, and another beer.
So maybe it's not quite nirvana I'm experiencing?
All I know is that as I eat and drink this stuff, I do feel as though I am communing with some sort of deity, by way of pepperoni and mozzarella.
Hey, we all have our own paths to god!
Just thought I'd drop by and let you all know that I cannot imagine a greater sense of fulfillment, no matter how many incarnations I've had to go through to be right here tonight.
With my pizza and beer.
[Cipriano, isn't Bookpuddle supposed to be about "books" at least once in a while?]
True enough, O Faithful Reader!
But now and again I do like to touch upon the topic of Serendipitous Enlightenment.