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  1. Pat Kittle January 8, 2019

    I have to admit that I too journeyed to that far-away mountain top, seeking enlightenment with a master.

    Upon arrival I took the prevailing oath of poverty, chastity, and silence. The only exception to my monastic life being that once every 10 years I could utter 2 words of my choosing in the presence of his holiness.

    After my first 10 years I simply announced:

    “Bed hard.”

    The master made no perceptible response.

    Another ascetic 10 years crept by, and I observed:

    “Food bad.”

    No response.

    10 more years of this and I’d had it:

    “I quit.”

    Finally the master responded.

    “I am not surprised, for you have done nothing but complain ever since you got here.”

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