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Re: Do Buddhists eat donuts?
Eating a doughnut is what got me into this mess. I was 7 and eating a doughnut. My Dad asked me to save him the hole. I ate around the hole and gave it to him. He said "no, just the hole" so I chewed around some more until the ring was skinnier. He still said "just the hole". I made it smaller still and he said the same. My Mom finally just told me to eat it and that Dad was just being silly. But I didn't think it was silly at all. I was a bit out of sorts. My Dad passed away less than a month later leaving me with my first koan.
David
Re: Just for fun: the random, useless announcements thread!
Well it looks like Spring as sprung early ...Today has been a warm Spring like day...
And I've just booked my flight over to Europe via Guangszhou (Canton) China ...leave 8th Oct back on the 7th Nov...
I have a 20 hour stopover in Guangszhou , arriving early morning (around 5.30am).
So I'll have plenty of time to explore the city and practice my Cantonese ...Yee haw nǐhǎo China here I come...
Shoshin1
Re: Financial independence, maturity and the new generation
Not everything in life has to revolve around work and money. Just because someone is lucky enough to have a family that allows them the freedom of time to do what they love doesn’t necessarily mean they’re immature simply because they haven’t done what you did in life or have different priorities.
Jason
Re: Funny Stuff
A young couple, intending to shortly marry, are involved in a fatal car accident. They find themselves sitting by the Pearly gates, waiting admission. They lament the fact that a week hence, they would have been married, so when Peter comes along, clipboard in hand, to welcome them in, they ask him, "could we please get married in Heaven?"
St Peter, doesn't know, but says, "wait here, I'll go find out..." and he scurries off.
The couple wait one month... then two months... and the woman turns to her fiancé and says, "what if it doesn't work out? What if, after a few years, we find we've made a mistake, and want to divorce?!"
They sit on the question for yet another month, and then St Peter returns, beaming.
"Yes!" He declares, jubilant, "we can marry you in Heaven!"
The couple are delighted, then the young man asks, "What if, eventually, we decide to divorce?"
St Peter throws down his clipboard angrily, and yells at the couple,
"It's taken me 3 months to find a priest in this place, how long do you think it will take me to find a bloody lawyer?!"
federica
