“You can’t change the past. What’s done is done, so stop worrying,” he counsels.
“But the future bothers me too,” I reply.
“Ach! Live in the present for the now is all that’s real,” he philosophizes.
“Yet I’m also anxious about the present,” I counter.
“I meant the immediate moment. Look at that tree for example, then meditate and forget,” he advises.
“Doesn’t this merely erase what’s in our minds?” I ask.
“Yes, making us free!” he exults.
“Creating a mental void,” I think, returning happily to my anxieties, this blabberer exemplifying the saying that “empty vessels make most noise.”
“But the future bothers me too,” I reply.
“Ach! Live in the present for the now is all that’s real,” he philosophizes.
“Yet I’m also anxious about the present,” I counter.
“I meant the immediate moment. Look at that tree for example, then meditate and forget,” he advises.
“Doesn’t this merely erase what’s in our minds?” I ask.
“Yes, making us free!” he exults.
“Creating a mental void,” I think, returning happily to my anxieties, this blabberer exemplifying the saying that “empty vessels make most noise.”
