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When the Zen Dust Settles - Reflections of a Retired Zen Master

The composer asked the Zen Master: “I would like to write a Zen song But I don’t know where to begin” The Zen Master replied: “I meditate all day long But I never know where to begin” President Obama’s wife asked the Zen Master: “Since my husband became President He has changed I don’t know what to do about it” The Zen Master replied: “If I were you I would become a nun And pray all day for my husband Until he wakes up from his dream From wanting to be someone else” The owl asked the Zen Master “I hunt in the night And I sleep in the day How does that help me to get enlightened?” The Zen Master replied: “It sure has helped me” The Zen Master asked Spiderman: “With all the things you do every day You must be enlightened?” Spiderman replied: “I am not Superman” The Angel asked the Zen Master: “What will happen to me When I am retired from being an Angel?” “That is a good question We all have to think about retirement Who will give us food stamps?”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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