The sound of one hand clapping
Early this morning I woke up from a frighteningly realistic dream that some dog-sized mammal with very sharp teeth had climbed into bed with me and was about to munch off one of my nuts. I noted that it was 3:48 AM, and a few seconds later I realized an answer to the Zen koan, "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" It is this blog. Since I lend a lot of credence to my first thoughts on awakening from a strange dream, I felt an immediate compulsion to get up and write this post. My next thought was, "Whatever" as I rolled over and went back to sleep.
This is a true story.
This is a true story.
1 Comments:
wow. i think kafka just rolled over in his grave.
then fell back a asleep.
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