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=The Assignment= To understand how the Smanas, the men who were acestics who lived and tried to reach enlightenment through sacrificing secular things for begging and meditation, I gave up listening totheradio in the morning.

Getting Started
For the beginning of the week I felt strong and really missed it. I discovered that listening to the radio was a way for me to wake up in the morning and put me in a good mood. I really wished I could forget about and not want it so badly like Siddhartha tried "to be come empty" (Hesse 14)or to forget about all the desires and wants.



Mid Week
I really began to miss it. It made my mornings great. I can hear my brothers listening to it and I am jealous because I cannot hear it. And during the day I forget about it and it does not bother me but in the morning I remember and am sad. Like Siddhatha asked, "are we going in circles," (18) that's what I felt like. I almost turned it on one morning. I found it was just a reflexive thing to reach down and turn it on, but I did not.

By the End
At the end of the week I really missed it. I began questioning the point of all of this and my will power. What was the point of this to the Samanas? Did they really become closer to this enlightenment by giving everything up and denying their body what it needs? I felt this could only hold so much meaning and that is why I am going to go back to listening to the the radio when this is over. "I believe in my heart we have already tasted the best of the fruit." (23) Siddhartha said as he found himself in the same situation. Doing this ultimatly became annoying to me as it held nothing for me to gain.

=The Awakening= Siddhartha reached awakening after talking to the Buddha. I imagined it looked like this to him. "He looked around him as if seeing the world for the first time." (39) he describes as he goes along his way. For this reasonn it seems to me that his entire world is black since he cannot see it like a blind man so I drew the first part of his path as being black."All of this yellow and blue," (39) is what he says as the light is lifted. For this reason I drew the world opening up and him beginning to see the world and the colors of blue and yellow. "River and wood, passed for the first time across Siddhartha's eyes." (39) he describes this as he finally wakes up so I drew the world as he would have seen for the first time, full of color with the woods and the river. "And here Siddhartha." he says as he sees himself in this new light and for that I drew his eyes in the mountains to represent him seeing the world and himself in this new light.

=Kamala=



Name: Kamala

Location:The Pleasure Grove

Eyes: dark brown Eyes

Hair: black, long, wavy

About Me: I live outside of a town in the Pleasure Grove. I have red lips and long black hair that frames my gorgeous face. "Beneath heaped- up black hair he saw a bright very sweet, very cleverface, a bright red mouth like a freshly cut fig" (57), is how others have described me.I am not only loved for my looks though, underneath all the beauty I am also clever and quick witted, a rare trait in women. That is what many find so attractive about me.

Hobbies/Proffesion: I live and work in my Pleasure Grove. I have had many come and say that they wish "to learn the pleasures of love" (54), from me. If they have the right qualities that I am looking for then I teach them. This is how I spend my life. Even though this is a fine life I wish to one day settle down and have a child of my own.

Looking For: Many men come to my pleasure grove looking for my teachings of love, but as I said before I am clever and need to survive so therefore I am looking for my lover to have certain attributes. "He must have fine clothes, and shoes, fine shoes, and plenty of money in his purse and presents for Kamala"(54), that is what I am looking for in a man. If you want me you must be able to give me something in return for I need to survive as well.

media type="custom" key="21297868" =Samsara= Siddhartha slowly reawakens after many years of living a life pulled by worldly desires. He thinks, as I find myself thinking, "How flat and desolate my path had been!"(83). I look at my life and simple routines and cannot believe how blind I have been. I get so caught up in all the rush of life that I sometimes forget to step back and smell the roses and enjoy life. I get up, go to school, learn at school, go home, watch TV, do homework, and go to bed. I have forgotten to pull myself out of this consent cycle to remember what really matters. My school work and grades keep me from really enjoying life and at times I just need to let it go and experience samsara.

=By the River= Doobie Brothers Black Water Lyrics Well, I built me a raft and she's ready for floatin' Ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name Catfish are jumpin' That paddle wheel thumpin' Black water keeps rollin' on past just the same Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Yeah, keep on shinin' your light Gonna make everything, pretty mama Gonna make everything all right And I ain't got no worries 'Cause I ain't in no hurry at all

Well, if it rains, I don't care Don't make no difference to me Just take that street car that's goin' up town Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland And dance a honky tonk And I'll be buyin' ev'rybody drinks all 'roun'

Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me Yeah, keep on shinin' your light Gonna make everything, pretty mama Gonna make everything all right And I ain't got no worries 'Cause I ain't in no hurry at all

I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland Pretty mama come and take me by the hand By the hand, take me by the hand pretty mama Come and dance with your daddy all night long I want to honky tonk, honky tonk, honky tonk With you all night long

In the book Siddhartha a repeated theme is that the river speaks to Siddhartha. "The river has spoken to you," (104) Vasudeva said to Siddhartha and the river taught him many things by him hearing and understanding what it is that the river is trying to say. "Ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name" (Doobie Brothers), they show this theme that the river can call someone and speak to them teaching them new things. The Doobie Brothers also show the theme that the river lasts forever and keeps moving through life when they say "old black water, keep on roollin' "(Doobie Brothers). Siddhartha finds that the river is constant new and old just as the song says that the old water rolls bye bringing the new. media type="custom" key="21324960"media type="custom" key="21325040" Simple Minds She's A River Lyrics Shadow let go There's something you should know I just found my new direction And I hope you like the key Like the air that led me to it She's like the wind that sucked me through it She's a river and she's turning there in front of me Stand back - get back She'll paint your blue skies black She gives bullet proof protection Got a resurrection feel When I'm scared, and 'bout to lose She gives me travelling shoes She's a river and she's turning in front of me And I go blind Wasting my time While the rivers in front of me That's where I'm goin' to be Shine on, get on Twilight from dusk to dawn She's the spirit of creation She's the last chance guarantee Got a myriad of poses Sweet miracles and roses She's a river and she's turning in front of me 'Cause when I find My state of mind The river's in front of me They say that every heaven's got a thousand rooms So take me on that freedom ride My heart is like a hunter's in the silent moon My nerves just feel electrified Meet me on the staircase Outside a darkened room Light me like a naked flame The voice of Mother Nature states All things must pass And nothing can remain They say that every heaven's got a thousand rooms So take me on that freedom ride You raise me like a building to the very top Rush me to the end of time You fill me full of danger You give me future shock Then you leave me wasted dying And I go blind Wasting my time The river's in front of me Another thing that Siddhartha learns is that the life is a never ending cycle of new and old just like the river. "It was always the same and yet every moment it was new" (102)Siddhartha thought and discovered at the river. It is a strange thought to think that the river alway looks the same but at every moment there is something new and that every person follows the same path of birth, life, and death just as every watr droplet flows down the river. "All things must pass and nothing can remain" (Simple Minds), they emphasize this theme by looking at life as a river and that everything goes by and repeats itself but it is never the same just as the water is never the same water. media type="custom" key="21421910" As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord show me the way! O sisters let's go down Let's go down, come on down O sisters let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe & crown? Good Lord show me the way O brothers let's go down Let's go down, come on down Come on brothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord show me the way O fathers let's go down Let's go down, come on down O fathers let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe and crown? Good Lord show me the way O mothers let's go down Come on down, don't you wanna go down? Come on mothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord show me the way O sinners, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O sinners, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe and crown? Good Lord show me the way Siddhartha also learns throughout the book that you can learn many things from many different people and things.Even a river can speak to you in a strange way. "Learn from it," (101), is what his newly awakened self told him to do. Just like the song says "I went down to the river to pray," (Allison Krauss) it emphasizes that you need to learn things from other places and need to sit and think and learn from other places. That is exactly what Siddhartha does. =
 * "Down To The River To Pray"**

Om = Looking back now she thought it was funny seeing how that night had went. From start to finish she never would have guessed what would have come out of it. The night she finally found the answers she was looking for. She remembers finally leaving her parents that night. Her childhood had never been horrible. In the beginning she was a bright little daughter of two amazing movie stars, enjoying her view of the world from her penthouse window with the ocean and everything. As time went on though she had begun to have questions that no one could seem to answer. Questions about what was really important to her and what life really had for her. So after years of questions she was finally leaving to go find them. With disapproving looks she left her parents to find the answers to the questions she had and the voice who seemed to be calling her name. With nothing but her clothes she went to take on the world that night. Following the river she had always seen from her bedroom window. Not long after she had left she came across a group of hobos encircling a small fire. Even though they were in such a horrible state of life they seemed to still have a glow of light in their eyes that she couldn't explain. A she watched them and talked to them though they shared their secret with her. The secret to their happiness was that they really didn't need anything but themselves to be happy. And she knew this had great meaning in it but that voice she had been searching for called her on saying this wasn't her path. As she followed the river downstream she found a man in the street shouting of the great news he had about life. She listened carefully and something in her sparked like the fires in the hobo camp. The voice whispered that so many people had their paths to life but she had to find her own and discover that the world wasn't as horrible as she thought. She kept on the path the river set. A new outlook of the world set behind her eyes. Not long after that she met him. He was a motorcyclists, tall, dark, and handsome. He lured her in and showed her the beauty of freedom and what it was like to be free especially on the back of a motorcycle. He also told her that she had to discover the ways of liquor before he would keep her and teach her all his secrets to happiness, those with which she desperately wanted to know. And that is how she fell into the worst part of that night. The liquor burned as it slid down her throat and was so addictive she fell into a state of disillusion where the world became one big blur of nothingness except for the awful feelings of want and desire. She sank in a deep hole for hours until in the back of her mind she heard the voice that had lead her to do this quest in the first place. Finally she found the exit to the bar and pushed her way out of this awful hole following the voice. Once through the heavy exit doors she found herself close to the river bank. And there sitting crossed leg was a strange boy with black hair and the bluest eyes. She looked at him with the deepest sense of curiosity and for some odd reason she found herself sitting beside and staring at this strange boy. There was this sense of ease and happiness that he held. “You here the call.” he said in more of a statement then a question. It was like a slap to the face when she heard him speak because it was the voice she had been following to find the answers. “Yes, and are you the one who sent it?” she whispered back. He just smiled in return. And she knew he “was laughing, it was distinctly laughing,” (131). “Do you have the answers?” he found herself screaming at him. The boy leaned in so close to her his lips almost touched her ear, “Look up,” he whispered so softly she almost missed it completely. And she did. There it was, the ocean and just like the river to the ocean she finally reached the answers to the questions she had always had and the world opened up to her. All she had had to do was listen to the call. And her “yearning voice had altered. It still echoed sorrowfully, searchingly, but other voices accompanied it,” (135). “Who are you?” she asked turning to look at the boy. She reached out to touch him only to find that there was only water there that slid down into the stream and down to the ocean. And with that she got up and headed back the way she had come. It wasn't long though until someone stopped her. It was an older women with wrinkles in her weathered face. The old women looked up into the girls eyes with the same questions buried in them as the girl had had all of a few minutes ago. “How did you find them?” the old women asked with the upmost urgency. “I answered the call.” she replied with a look of someone who's “Self had merged into unity,” (136). And with the rising sun and a new person going on to the path to find happiness the cycle continued.