Mesr is another name for Egypt. The monster who guards the gem is Mubarack. Will he release the gem (democracy) of his own accord or by force? Selamat Tahun Bahru Cina, Anthony
--- On Sun, 30/1/11, salik888 <[email protected]> wrote: From: salik888 <[email protected]> Subject: [Zen] Prince Dhat, The King's Son To: [email protected] Date: Sunday, 30 January, 2011, 6:36 AM Once in a country where all men were like kings, there lived a family, who were in every way content, and whose surroundings were such that the human tongue cannot describe them in terms of anything which is known to man today. This country of Sharq seemed satisfactory to the young prince Dhat: until one day his parents told him: "Dearest son of ours, it is the necessary custom of our land for each royal prince, when he attains a certain age, to go forth on a trial. This is in order to fit himself for kingship and so that both in repute and in fact he should have achieved--by watchfulness and effort--a degree of manliness not to be attained in any other way. Thus it had been ordained from the beginning, and thus it will be until the end. Prince Dhat therefore prepared himself for his journey, and his family provided him with such sustenance they could: a special food which would nourish him during an exile, but which was of small compass though of illimitable quantity. They also gave him certain other resources, which it is not possible to mention, to guard him, if they were properly used. He had to travel to a certain country, called Misr, and he had to go in disguise. He was therefore given guides for the journey, and clothes befitting his new condition: clothes which scarcely resembled one royal-born. His task was to bring back from Misr a certain jewel, which was guarded by a fearsome monster. When his guides departed, Dhat was alone, but before long he came across someone else who was on a similar mission, and together they were able to keep alive the memory of their sublime origins. But, because the air and the food of that country, a kind of sleep soon descended upon the pair, and Dhat forgot his mission. For years he lived in Misr, earning his keep and following a humble vocation, seemingly unaware of what he should be doing. By a means which was familiar to them but unknown to other people, the inhabitants of Sharq came to know of the dire situation of Dhat, and they worked together in such a way as they could, to help release him and to enable him to persevere with his mission. A message was sent by a strange means to the princeling, saying: "Awake! For you are the son of a king, sent on a special undertaking, and to us you must return." This message woke the prince, who found his way to the monster, and by use of special sounds, caused it to fall into a sleep; and he seized the priceless gem which it had been guarding. Now Dhat followed the sounds of the message which had woken him, changed his garb for that of his own land, and retraced his steps, guided by the sound, to the country of Sharq. In a surprisingly short time, Dhat again beheld his ancient robes, and the country of his fathers, and reached home. This time, however, through his experiences, he was able to see that it was somewhere of greater splendor than ever before, a safety to him; and he realized that it was the place commemorated vaguely by the people of Misr as Salamat: which they took to be the word for submission, but which he now realized meant--peace. as collected by Idries Shah
