The Meaning of Life
He awoke one morning befuddled, adrift in a world he could not grasp. At breakfast he told his family he had to go and find the meaning of life. His search for this meaning started locally, the churches, synagogues, and “learned” teachers. None could answer his question. His search expanded. His wife left him. His children disowned him. He exhausted his finances and was ridiculed by his friends.
He had heard rumors of one high in the mountains of Nepal who might hold the key to his inquiry. He sold everything, ventured to the mountains, and searched for the holder of such knowledge. After two years in the mountains, weak, disheveled, penniless and shoeless, he found the “Knowing One”.
Engulfed in the joy of the meeting he asked: “WHAT IS LIFE?”
The “Knowing One” answered softly: “LIFE IS A RAINBOW”.
In that moment he lost it!!! Shouting: “What are you, crazy!!” “Life is a freakin’ rainbow”.
I left my wife, quit my job, my kids hate me, I searched for two years to find you, and you tell me “LIFE IS A RAINBOW?”
The “Knowing One” looked at him sadly and said: “YOU MEAN IT ISN’T!!!”
An old story retold
8/23/2022
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