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You Are So Proud Of Your Intelligence," Said The Master. "you Are Like A Like A Condemned Man, Proud Of The Vastness Of His Prison Cell.

A Prisoner Lived In Solitary Confinement For Years. He Saw And Spoke To No One And His Meals Were Served Through An Opening In The Wall. One Day An Ant Came Into His Cell. The Man Contemplated It In Fascination As It Crawled Around The Room. He Held It In The Palm Of His Hand The Better To Observe It, Gave It A Grain Or Two, And Kept It Under His Tin Cup At Night. One Day It Suddenly Struck Him That It Had Taken Him Ten Long Years Of Solitary Confinement To Open His Eyes To The Loveliness Of An Ant.

A Master Was Once Unmoved By The Complaints Of His Disciples That, Though They Listened With Pleasure To His Parables And Stories, They Were Also Frustrated For They Longed For Something Deeper. To All Their Objections He Would Simply Reply: 'you Have Yet To Understand, My Friends, That The Shortest Distance Between A Human Being And Truth Is A Story.'

There Is No Explanation You Can Give That Will Explain Away All The Sufferings And Evil And Torture And Destruction And Hunger In The World! You'll Never Explain It. Because Life Is A Mystery, Which Means Your Thinking Mind Cannot Make Sense Of It. For That You've Got To Wake Up And Then You'll Suddenly Realize That Reality Is Not The Problem, You Are The Problem.

The Master Made It His Task To Destroy Systematically Every Doctrine, Every Belief, Every Concept Of The Divine, For These Things, Which Were Originally Intended As Pointers, Were Now Being Taken As Descriptions. He Loved To Quote The Eastern Saying "when The Sage Points To The Moon, All That The Idiot Sees Is The Finger.