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The story of alms

Everything goes around, comes around.

Once upon a time, at a temple called Mercy, which was located on a mountaintop, there lived two monks. One was named AWAKEN. The other was named HAZY. At the beginning, they went out for alms every day.   Awaken went out alone later on. Hazy found that he only had gone out for a day and could make a lot of alms easily. Then, he used the alms to trade for the daily necessities. Such as the rice and flour… these were enough...

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A very ill-tempered woman

Why should we get rage always? Why should we get rage with someone or something always?

Once upon a time, there was a very ill-tempered woman. She could rage over a silly little thing always. She understood that was wrong. She consulted a Zen Master for improvement one day.   The Zen Master led her into a room after he listened to her distress. He locked the door up and walked away without saying a word. She had lost her mind completely in a flash. She jumped and screamed for a very long time. Then, she shou...

Anonymous

I got a name

Try to seek for the success, never find an excuse for the failure !

Everyone has his own name.The name is also his registered label!And how many people will protect it seriously?No matter the one is SOMEBODY or NOBODY!They still have their own reputation!!! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Try to seek for the success, never find an excuse for the failure!  

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The only one who truly shares my entire life with…

The people we meet in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile...

 The conversations between a professor and a student in and evening class some time ago...The professor said to the students, “Let's play a game. Who'll be the volunteer for it?”Someone came forward, her name was Galaxy.The professor said, “Please list the 20 most important names in your life on the blackboard!”Galaxy listed her family, her friends, her colleagues and her neighborhood.The professor said, “Please delete th...

No matter where you stand, anything dropped in the kitchen will always kick, bounce, twirl, and roll under the refrigerator.The amount of sugar, creamer, salt or pepper in those little paper containers will always be just a tad less than you need.No matter how much battery you have left on your cellphone, it will always die 10 minutes before you absolutely need it.Whenever you need cash, the ATM closest to you will always...

fights of the inner self

We all do it, we all have our doubts in our abilities

You're a great writer You know how to catch the attention Of your reader. All of your words flow just right. Never stepping on one another. Marching like soldiers in formation. Listening to others is fine. Realizing it is perfectly normal  to have self doubt,  But getting over it and realizing you can do whatever you want with the right group of friends.

Mountain of dreams

For d.c., whose wisdom and strength and caring I cannot do without.

Lost and alone Held prisoner by the fears in my own mind No escape could I find I wandered searching for answers but none could be found I was about to shut down Then salvation came to me in a rich melody I stood and looked at a mountain that seemed so high, a sheer face of hard stone came to my mind Undaunted, I knew I had to be strong, for this journey would be long, The catcher of my dreams was a unmovable mountain tha...

What will be will be. What will not will not. The past foretells the future. The present is ever lost. Tomorrow we will set out. Tomorrow will send us home. Regrets we have in numbers. Rue the past that's gone. These are merely trifling thoughts. They are never for naught. We'll reach the promised land. Promises will ever be kept. Hold hands until you dream. Hold dear the dreaming time. Let all know your thoughts. Think o...

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We were young, we had merged as one,We are old, we are still not done.Hearts still youthful, faithful, lovingAlways active, always rovingThus we're striving, thus we're givingEver thoughtful, ever livingThis is just the start of our timeThis is not the last of the wine.Lives still fresh and learning new things,Lives still green, we spread our old wings,Flying over, soaring so highAs we let the bad times pass by,Never givi...

The Village Idiot

Sometimes, it's clever to be stupid.

Taint easy being a village idiot, specially if one’s not as foolish as one hopes others think you are. It’s a constant battle of wits, really. Me trying to convince them others that I really am as stupid as they think I am. One slip could betray me, one shred of common sense could be my undoing. So, how is it, you may ask, that a fellow like myself, who can read and write and even count past 100, comes to be the official...

The Being

What is the essence of our existence?

My mind fumbles with the want to see more, know more, travel beyond boundaries and live endlessly… but it is not to be so…for all will end one day and only the ‘living it’ survive, and not life itself.So how am I to enjoy these moments knowing this and the constant time lapse playing like a favourite song in the background and pushing me towards that final hour.Every time I think of it, I feel there is so little time left...

The Mighty King

A lil bedtime story/poem

There was once a king and a mighty king was he, For he ruled with his might, and never thought ‘what it might’, do to all around you could see.He won wars and waited for revenge, and settled all scores that needed to be settled,but one day while he was alone,he started to think…and think did he,for what he ‘has done’ and what he ‘could be’.That day he was filled with remorse,and morsels didn’t take he,for he was a king an...