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Made my day really, beautifull explanation and so true.

 

Cheers !

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From the Principia Discordia:

 

A ZEN STORY

 

by Camden Benares, The Count of Five

Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal

 

A serious young man found the conflicts of mid 20th Century America confusing.

He went to many people seeking a way of resolving within himself the discords

that troubled him, but he remained troubled.

One night in a coffee house, a

self-ordained Zen Master said to him, "go to the dilapidated mansion you will

find at this address which I have written down for you. Do not speak to those

who live there; you must remain silent until the moon rises tomorrow night. Go

to the large room on the right of the main hallway, sit in the lotus position

on top of the rubble in the northeast corner, face the corner, and meditate."

He did just as the Zen Master instructed. His meditation was

frequently interrupted by worries. He worried whether or not the resr of the

plumbing fixtures would fall from the second floor bathroom to join the pipes

and other trash he was sitting on. He worried how would he know when the moon

rose on the next night. He worried about what the people who walked through

the room said about him.

His worrying and meditation were disturbed when, as

if in a test of his faith, ordure fell from the second floor onto him. At that

time two people walked into the room. The first asked the second who the man

was sitting there was. The second replied "Some say he is a holy man. Others

say he is a shithead."

Hearing this, the man was enlightened.

 

PS. Emptiness in a nutshell: Lord Dunsany's The Sorrow of Search (pdf)

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