I don’t need to walk around in

There’s this story in a book about zen teachings. The story goes some dude argued that his appearance and behavior didn’t matter so much because his inner self was good. The other stuff was just surface.

The teacher offers him a fine wine, and he enthusiastically says he would happily take some. The teacher brings out the wine in a jar (one that functions like a bedpan/urinal in that country).

The point: the container of the content matters.

So I am having difficulty drinking the koolaid. I am aware of their┬ámachinations, and while they are spouting superficially good ideas –┬áno. Just no. The container has poisoned my taste for the content.

One Comment

  1. katie

    Very insightful grasshopper!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *