In Tibet there once lived an astrologer famed for his outstanding
ability to predict the future. One day he deciqed to find out when
his own life would come to an end, so he took out his books
and charts and began his calculations. Much to his surprise he
discovered that he was due to die that very day! 'That's most
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strange,' he said to himself. 'I wonder if I made a mistake in my
figuring. Surely I'm not going to die today; I'm in perfect health.'
While musing like this he leaned back, tC?ok his grooming kit
from his pocket and began cleaning the wax out of his ear with
a needle-like piece of metal he kept for that.purpose. 'I wonder
where I made my mistake,' he thought as he continued absentmindedly
scraping at his ear. All of a sudden a burst of wind
blew open the window he was leaning against. His arm was
struck so sharply that the piece of metal was thrust through his
ear-drum and into his brain, killing him instantly. So who can be
certain that death is not about to come?
ability to predict the future. One day he deciqed to find out when
his own life would come to an end, so he took out his books
and charts and began his calculations. Much to his surprise he
discovered that he was due to die that very day! 'That's most
67
MEANINGFUL TO BEHOLD
strange,' he said to himself. 'I wonder if I made a mistake in my
figuring. Surely I'm not going to die today; I'm in perfect health.'
While musing like this he leaned back, tC?ok his grooming kit
from his pocket and began cleaning the wax out of his ear with
a needle-like piece of metal he kept for that.purpose. 'I wonder
where I made my mistake,' he thought as he continued absentmindedly
scraping at his ear. All of a sudden a burst of wind
blew open the window he was leaning against. His arm was
struck so sharply that the piece of metal was thrust through his
ear-drum and into his brain, killing him instantly. So who can be
certain that death is not about to come?
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