I love the old story, about the king that called all his wise men to assemble a writing of the things in life that leads to happiness.
When they returned, they put before the king, a book, four inches thick, and said, they had all been a part of this, and they all agreed this book was very educational for all.
The king looked the book and said, “that is very good, but it is to long, to much for the average person to possible read, and comprehend. Please return to your studies and make this shorter.”
Upon returning, they had it down to one inch thick, and he told them the same thing. They keep bringing him literature, and he keep asking for shorter. When they finally reduced all the information to a single page, he again said close, “but not finished,” one more time he told them.
Finally, after many months, and lots of study, they bought him the final answer he wanted. Looking down he read. βThere are no free meals.β
As a good meal satisfies the body, we are always ready for another good meal. The mind is the same way, this story is just anther great meal for the mind, and it only leaves hunger for the mind. As I have had chicken many times and enjoy it cooked many ways. Things that stimulate the mind are so much, as the favorite food is. Had it before but look forward to it always.
I lookΒ forward to many things however nothing has more impact, or more joy, for me than when I meet a new friend. Some are like a bad book, and it only expresses what I would not care to read again, but how can one identify the good without tasting the bad?
Another thing I realize, when looking back, is I hate the word βButβ. It always is just before the hatchet. Has the word every been used to bring good news? When the doctor says, “I have good news, but.” Hang on the rain is about to begin. When I hear I thank you, but. I know I am about to find what he really wants to tell me.
In all honesty I could say I love chicken, however, donβt put that on my plate. The only but, I want is put on the chair before the table. If you do not like it, get your but out of here, and donβt let the door hit you in the but, on the way out.
Not a lot look forward to my arrival, however, many smile when I leave.
A Messenger,
Verl K.