My job today was to cut and break up branches from the branch pile and put them in garbage cans for pickup. It took hours to fill 6 cans, two of which held 96 gallons. I wore gloves, but my forearms bled from scratches.
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A Newborn Baby
My first art teacher said, “A work of art is finished when none of the original idea remains.” I think it is the same when working with a ko...
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Last week I mentioned a few moral dilemmas. One was the bystander who could save five lives by throwing one man onto some tracks. I rememb...
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I heard these sentiments in some recent health care discussions: •Everyone has the right to healthcare. •America is way behind other countri...
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Rhinoceros Fan (an infamous koan) One day Yanguan called to his attendant, "Bring me the rhinoceros fan." The attendant said, ...
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