Do you want four paths to the cessation of suffering with that? A drive-through Buddhist temple in Carlisle. I’ve always felt that individuals were trapped in an endless cycle of birth, death and suffering in the whole Carlisle area, particularly at the Orrong Road end, however an observance of moral precepts is not really the bag of Carlisle residents is it? The cycle continues.
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Sir, this may be the Finest Worst Ever.
(Please tell me that is just a converted 1980s era bottle shop and not actually a drive-thru salvation stop).
Can I amend that?
At first blush, sir, this may be the Finest Worst Ever.
At the outset, those heathens are clearly too lazy to get out of their cars to receive the grace of god and, unlike my good self and my love of the Great God Mammon, are clearly seeking absolution from Bhudda and a six-pack of XXXX Gold.
(Can I suggest the temple in Maylands as a Not Worst? That place is awesome for whatever festival they do each year).
You are joking me.
Personally, TLA, I wouldn’t mind fries with my sound of one hand clapping.
The funny part is the shop next door is the “Carlisle Butchers”…….there are usually two opposing aluminium advertising frames located next to each other…..one reads “free meditation sessions at 1pm & 5pm”….the other reads “The famous Carlisle Ring Burner (a sausage) fresh today”……………….some smart young tourists occasionaly relocate the signs for a sublime effect……
The main sign is very good too, which I will be posting soon.
Eat butcher’s sausages
for screwyou meditation
ahead a drive way
1&2, the finest worst ever? I think an Alsatian peering up a deformed woman’s clacka would have something to say about that. (Or is it clacker?)
http://theworstofperth.com/2008/03/07/doggy-style-alsation-rampant/
LA is that the sign advertising “Spit Roasts”?
No. Even better.
NICE
Ease my suffering
Kill the budda on the road
Then under cover park
Mind in angel gear,
the omming of the engine,
exhaust-fume incense.
That’s a great one Vic.
the car is failing
Buddha is the spirit-tool
car now humming
Some nice podcast action here:
http://www.bswa.org/audio/podcast/GuidedMeditations.rss.php
It used to be a petrol station – hence the ‘drive thru’ feel. Does look pretty funny though.
Forkboy @5 – Tourists?? In Carlisle?? Why???
That’s all we need is petrol sniffing monks and a carma drive-thru.
As for tourists, well if so many of them go to visit Buddhist Temples in Thailand and Burma, then why not in Carlisle ????? Unless the Carlisle Ring Burner is of international fame.
Not tourists so much as mischievous retirees.
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What, no ones heard of the Wheels of Dharma?
In the words of The Moody Blues -
The rain is on the roof
Hurry high butterfly
As clouds roll past my head
I know why the skys all cry
OM, OM, Heaven, OM
The Earth turns slowly round
Far away the distant sound
Is with us everyday
Can you hear what it say
OM, OM, Heaven, OM
Yeah I saw the dead raccoon as well – lucky bugger, cooped up in that zoo.
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its not a drive through at all if you have actually stood outside of it. i can’t believe there is a whole blog dedicated to the worst areas of a city. how boring.
Fairs fair TLA, it would be boring if you had no sense of humour I suppose. Perthite I recommend starting with the chicken crossing the road and work your way up from there.
Believe it Perthite. Not really a drive through Buddhist Centre? Really? Astounding.
You want me to get out of my car in Carlisle? I can’t get behind that.
This used to be a Caltex service station – my utes’ carbys were always serenely balanced after a service by the reliable Arcano Brothers.
There’s a bottleshop over the road for those requiring a different route to the cessation of suffering.
I really do like this worst.
Why, TLA.
Do tell why.
At meditation
the Buddha wishes you to
remain in your car
Rolly, it’s a classic worst. A photo and site that otherwise would not have been recorded or commented on and would have been lost and forgotten forever.
True enlightenment
finds blown Monaro
dreaming of pedals
buddha in Carlisle
watching suffering drivers
praying with their wheels
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its not actually a drive through..its where they park the cars
Wow. You must be the life of every party.
“… Gautama is also depicted as being humorless, not having smiled in all the years since he became Buddha. When he finally did smile, ‘he did not show his teeth, or make a noise like some [but] rays came from his mouth like a golden portico to a dagoba of emeralds, went thrice around his head, and then entered again into his mouth’. If such a person really existed, he would have to be considered not only divine and wondrous but also irascible and aggressive”.
Rays came from is mouth? Sure.
Irascible!
I love that word.
This is a beautiful worst. I particularly like how the Buddhists are bringing true life and vibrancy into what would be a shocker of a derelict servo, otherwise. It serves the community and uses what already exists, rather than wasting resources creating a newer, blander and blah-er piece of dharma.
Maybe they should be consulted on the future of Perth’s foreshore? We might not end up with something world class, but something unique and truly local. Which Perth people feel comfortable with and that visitors from elsewhere would bother looking at.
And with this kind of philosophy behind it, it may even come in well under budget…?
Refer also to the excellent job done at the corner of Ferguson and Guildford Roads, Maylands. http://maps.google.com.au/maps?client=firefox-a&hl=en&ie=UTF8&ll=-31.928837,115.895011&spn=0.012365,0.041199&z=16
What was the old Maylands Squash courts complex has been turned into a seriously pagoda like temple, species unknown. ‘A’ grade reincarnation of a building.
Not sure what happened to the squash players.
Reincarnated as grass trees.
Squash balls suffering
ceased, now baying at the moon
When does bottle shop open?
There is something very touching about this. It’s like the Mennonite communites in Pennsylvania where the congregations meet in just-raised barns.
It is one of my favourites.
Where the hell is Carlisle.
It’s short for Car Realization.
Just near Morley, ask your mum to drive past
oh thankyou
Oh thank you L101…
thats ok, but i dont understand why your thanking me.
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This is my temple, it’s an old Petrol station, Buddhist cannot accumulate great wealth like the Christian churches, so we bought an old petrol station. The real laugh is in the bottle shop accross the road with a public toilet used as a gay beat and the butcher next door. Not a very dhamma based neighbourhood. Suprisingly, however, we have a huge turnout. There are a lot of ABC’s in the area…
Cmon dude the Carlisle Dharma is smokin.
Sounds exciting, Ranmoku. What are ABC’s, by the way, and why is the butcher funny ?
Australian Born Chinese presumably. I’m enjoying the suggestion that Buddhists are just as tolerant of homosexuality as many Christians seem to be.
Ranmoku, for some, the ability to acquire a petrol station denotes great wealth. It’s all relative you see. And you might want to have a word with your mate the Dalai Lama about that accumulation of wealth theory you have.
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