Merle, Since Anthony enjoys playing with you like a cat with a mouse and refuses to tell you who the zombie is, I will end this mercifully by telling you it is Mao Tse Tung.
...Bill! --- In [email protected], Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> wrote: > > > >  ??????????????? merle > > >  > Merle, >  > The zombie that was worshipped (before he became a zombie) by billions, > including his own dearest comrade in arms. >  > Anthony > > From: Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> > To: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> > Sent: Tuesday, 2 October 2012, 5:23 > Subject: Re: [Zen] The Monk..correction > > >  > > >  what zombie?..merle >  > Yes I do. Not only Dalai Lama, but only the Great Zombie lying in Tiananmen > Square. >  > Anthony > > From: Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> > To: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> > Sent: Monday, 1 October 2012, 20:39 > Subject: Fw: [Zen] The Monk..correction > > >  > > >  sorry i meant i  not do worship of any kind..merle >  > > >  i do do worship..do you?..merle >  > Merle, >  > There you are. Dalai is a monk, so he knows everything. AS long as you > worship him, he will give you every answer. >  > Anthony > > From: Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> > To: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> > Sent: Monday, 1 October 2012, 8:06 > Subject: Re: [Zen] The Monk > > >  > > >  how do you know if the dalai lama was interested in giving you the right > answer?.... he is a monk after all..merle > > >  > Merle, >  > You made a mistake. If you had asked Dalai Lama from the beginning, he would > have given you the answer right away, saving you from travelling the world > counting grass blades. >  > Anthony > > From: Merle Lester <merlewiitpom@...> > To: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> > Sent: Sunday, 30 September 2012, 6:55 > Subject: [Zen] The Monk > > >  > > > > > > > > > >----- Subject: FW: The Monk > > > > > >A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to > >the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think > >I could stay the night? > > > > > >The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As > >the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no > >other that he has ever heard. The next morning, he asks the monks what the > >sound was, but they say, We can't tell you because you're not a monk. > > > > > > > >The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. > >Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery. > > > > > > > >The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.. > > > > > >That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard > >years > earlier. > > > > > >The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply, > > > >We can't tell you because you're not a monk. > > > > > > > >The man says, all right, all right. I'm dying to know. > > > >If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how > >do I become a monk? > > > >The monks reply, you must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of > >grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these > >numbers, you will become a monk. > > > > > >The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and > >knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, I have travelled the earth and > >devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for. > >There are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 > >sand pebbles on the earth. > > > > > > > >The monks reply, "Congratulations, you are correct, and you are now > >considered a > monk. > >We shall now show you the way to the sound." > > > >The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, the sound > >is behind that door. > > > > > >The man reach for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks "May I have the > >key?" > > > > > >The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. > > > > > >Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone... The man requests the > >key to the stone door. > > > >The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of > >ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that > >door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went on until the > >man had gone through doors of emerald,... > > > > > >...silver, topaz, and amethyst. > > > >. > >. > >. > >Finally, the monks say, This is the key to the last door. > > > > > >The man is relieved to be at the end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, > >and behind that door he is astonished to > find the source of that strange > >sound. It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight. > > > > > >.. But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk. > > > > > > > > > >DON'T SWEAR AT ME; > >I'M STILL HUNTING FOR THE IDIOT WHO STARTED THIS ! > > > > > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------------ Current Book Discussion: any Zen book that you recently have read or are reading! Talk about it today!Yahoo! Groups Links <*> To visit your group on the web, go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Zen_Forum/ <*> Your email settings: Individual Email | Traditional <*> To change settings online go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Zen_Forum/join (Yahoo! ID required) <*> To change settings via email: [email protected] [email protected] <*> To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [email protected] <*> Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to: http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
