A monk spent 45 minutes in a Taco Bell drive-thru waiting for a Chalupa that never came. Instead, he found enlightenment between three hot sauce packets. Craving, waiting, disappointment—samsara has never tasted so spicy.
Ok. Now for some synchronicity. minute ago in my in box from a recycling site I follow, they just sent out a notice for a recycling program for used sauce packets from Taco Bell.
There is probably a message in there. Just cracked me up.
Even the universe recycles its punchlines. First a monk finds God in a Chalupa, then Taco Bell offers redemption for used fire sauce. Enlightenment really does come with free refills.
Haha I just got my ‘privilege’ to drive once again after finally paying off my fine to the court
I pay for with my taxes
From my work, that if I would not have paid, I wouldn’t be able to get to and pay my taxes for the court to penalize me for not obeying the laws that wouldn’t be able to be paid by my taxes
Not weird at all! Leonard Cohen lived like a monk who snuck out of the monastery for cigarettes and late-night wisdom. If anyone could find God in a Taco Bell drive-thru, it was the man who sang hallelujahs with a cracked voice and a hungry heart.
I don't claim enlightenment, but I did wait outside a Krispy Kreme Doughnuts shop for 45 minutes once, waiting for the light to be flipped on - to let those of us gathered like heroin addicts outside a trap house know the doughnuts are 'hot and fresh.' I heard stories reminiscent of every probation office waiting room I've ever been in during the wait and I realized we probably all had a problem with both ADHD and golden, delicious, covered in melted sugary glaze doughnuts...
Krispy Kreme as sangha. The neon sign as a tantric initiation. You waited for the red light like a pilgrim waits for relics to glow. And the glazed donut? A communion wafer for the sugar-addled faithful. Blessed be the cult of hot and fresh.
Of course it’s your destiny. Every mystic eventually finds their temple, yours just happens to smell like refried beans and burnt coffee. Two tacos as sutras. Styrofoam cup as chalice. Blessed be your pilgrimage to the Border of Nirvana.
This was divine mischief at its finest. You managed to sneak real dharma through the back door of absurdity. The humor lands because it’s honest; craving wears many masks, and sometimes it smells like fried tortillas at midnight. That punchline: "you are the Chalupa" is revelation. Beneath the laughter, I heard the ancient bell: enlightenment doesn’t happen on mountaintops, it happens in the goddamn queue when your hunger outstares your patience.
You know what? I smiled reading every word of this. Every word. Then I think I got it, although does anyone truly get Virgin Monk Boy? (that's a compliment). anyway, sometimes the "enlightenment" religion promises is that ridiculous it can be seen as satire. Not to knock anyone religious beliefs, but when they insist that it's the only way, then give me Taco Bell theology. It's just as good and holy.
Susie, raccoons are the true monks of the alley—washing their food like ritual, eating scraps like Eucharist, sneaking wisdom from the dumpster of empire. If that image landed as gospel, then the scrolls are working. Blessed be the ones who find holiness where the world only sees trash.
This will one day become known as The Chalupa Parable, admired by the Buddha himself!
Ok. Now for some synchronicity. minute ago in my in box from a recycling site I follow, they just sent out a notice for a recycling program for used sauce packets from Taco Bell.
There is probably a message in there. Just cracked me up.
Even the universe recycles its punchlines. First a monk finds God in a Chalupa, then Taco Bell offers redemption for used fire sauce. Enlightenment really does come with free refills.
Haha I just got my ‘privilege’ to drive once again after finally paying off my fine to the court
I pay for with my taxes
From my work, that if I would not have paid, I wouldn’t be able to get to and pay my taxes for the court to penalize me for not obeying the laws that wouldn’t be able to be paid by my taxes
Eureka
It is the Ourobouros.
We are living in an eternal ground hog day!!!
Is it weird that I read this and pictured Leonard Cohen?
Not weird at all! Leonard Cohen lived like a monk who snuck out of the monastery for cigarettes and late-night wisdom. If anyone could find God in a Taco Bell drive-thru, it was the man who sang hallelujahs with a cracked voice and a hungry heart.
Love cohen… even if he oh sorry not sorry
“Attachment burns hotter than salsa.” 😂😂😂
I don't claim enlightenment, but I did wait outside a Krispy Kreme Doughnuts shop for 45 minutes once, waiting for the light to be flipped on - to let those of us gathered like heroin addicts outside a trap house know the doughnuts are 'hot and fresh.' I heard stories reminiscent of every probation office waiting room I've ever been in during the wait and I realized we probably all had a problem with both ADHD and golden, delicious, covered in melted sugary glaze doughnuts...
Krispy Kreme as sangha. The neon sign as a tantric initiation. You waited for the red light like a pilgrim waits for relics to glow. And the glazed donut? A communion wafer for the sugar-addled faithful. Blessed be the cult of hot and fresh.
Love it! Thanks!
Oh I laughed!!!!!!!!!!! This was brilliant.
Bought a second copy of the “New New Testament”. My first copy is somewhere in a box..
Anyway - I had never read the about the Acts of Paul and Thecla.
I also saw something that Thecla was “The Female Apostle that Christianity (Purposely) forgot”
Interesting - another one that this current administration’s attempt at forced religion will attempt to deny AGAIN.
Prejudice and hatred didn’t stop The Lord’s anointing of Thecla no matter how many times they tried to kill her.
These evil people aren’t going to stop The Lord’s Grace that’s coming now.
How did you read my mind?
That’s where I go
Taco Bell is my Destiny
During my 6 mile walk
To reach Nirvana with
Two Tacos and coffee
Of course it’s your destiny. Every mystic eventually finds their temple, yours just happens to smell like refried beans and burnt coffee. Two tacos as sutras. Styrofoam cup as chalice. Blessed be your pilgrimage to the Border of Nirvana.
Laffed for three straight minutes reading it. Great for oxygenation, burning nerve pain & fragile mental attitudes. 👍👍👍 must read lol
This was divine mischief at its finest. You managed to sneak real dharma through the back door of absurdity. The humor lands because it’s honest; craving wears many masks, and sometimes it smells like fried tortillas at midnight. That punchline: "you are the Chalupa" is revelation. Beneath the laughter, I heard the ancient bell: enlightenment doesn’t happen on mountaintops, it happens in the goddamn queue when your hunger outstares your patience.
You know what? I smiled reading every word of this. Every word. Then I think I got it, although does anyone truly get Virgin Monk Boy? (that's a compliment). anyway, sometimes the "enlightenment" religion promises is that ridiculous it can be seen as satire. Not to knock anyone religious beliefs, but when they insist that it's the only way, then give me Taco Bell theology. It's just as good and holy.
That’s it exactly. The sacred isn’t lost. It’s just hiding under fluorescent lights waiting for someone to notice.
Taco Bell theology works because it doesn’t pretend to be pure. It’s messy, spicy, and wrapped in paper that says consume responsibly.
Anyone claiming to have the only way usually means they took a wrong turn at humility.
The image of him crouching near the dumpster with the raccoons is perhaps the best spiritual message ever, VMB! You get me. 👏🏻🤣💜
Susie, raccoons are the true monks of the alley—washing their food like ritual, eating scraps like Eucharist, sneaking wisdom from the dumpster of empire. If that image landed as gospel, then the scrolls are working. Blessed be the ones who find holiness where the world only sees trash.
Blessed be you, sweet man. 💜
And I immediately shared it with my sister who I imagine will be as moved to both laughter and healing as was I. 💜🤣💜🤣💜🤣
https://music.apple.com/us/album/savoring-samsara/1367710238?i=1367710467
One of my favorite songs ❤️
Great post! Such a profound message presented with wit and charm! 🙏❤️