Hello Darkness my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain,
Still remains, within the sounds of silence.
—Simon and Garfunkel
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The Color of Wind
Koan: What color does the wind have? There was a Korean koan teacher who'd give his students the answer to the koans and they'd then...
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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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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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Rhinoceros Fan (an infamous koan) One day Yanguan called to his attendant, "Bring me the rhinoceros fan." The attendant said, ...
2 comments:
Stellar. Really, amazing.
Very cool,
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