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A Good Read

A teaching story
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    There once was a young monk who went to his teacher in tears. He blurted out that he was having a terrible
    ferocious, this dragon. ferocious, this dragon. The other dragon was just as ferocious. Only the other dragon,
    pale white, The other dragon was just as and compassion. Its fire was a deep, and compassion. Its fire was a
    deep, deep yellow. The young man deep yellow. The young man was was terrified of what would happen.
    terrified of Which Which dragon would win? He couldn't tell and was afraid to watch them fight, which made him
    afraid to sit. Could the teacher please give him some advice? The teacher smiled. He looked at his student, his
    eyes filled with compassion. "Do you want to know which dragon will win?" The young monk nodded. "Why the
    one filled with love and compassion and wisdom, of course." But how did he know asked the young monk.
    "Because that's the one you'll feed."

    — Geri Larkin in Stumbling Toward Enlightenment
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    Roshi

    I never really understood
    what he said
    but every now and then
    I find myself
    barking with the dog
    or bending with the irises
    or helping out
    in other little ways.

    — Leonard Cohen in Book of Longing