There was a man who had nothing. Having nothing, nothing could be taken from him. Wanting nothing, he was never disappointed. When he died, he had the same thing as everyone else.
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Right on! When I cremated people I was always fasincated at the nothingness. Even working in a nursing home it was mostly nothingness. People make fun of me the way I live...minimal material things, etc. So far, no regrets.
2 comments:
Right on! When I cremated people I was always fasincated at the nothingness. Even working in a nursing home it was mostly nothingness. People make fun of me the way I live...minimal material things, etc. So far, no regrets.
Poor outside.
Rich inside.
Zen.
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