Saturday, January 29, 2011

Zen and the maintenance of art

Master Huairang took a brick and started to grind it in front of Mazu’s cabin.

Mazu asked, “Why are you grinding the brick?”

The Master said, “To polish it into a mirror.”

Mazu replied, "Master, did you not hear about the sale at the Riddled Trochophore larvae and Second-Hand Furniture Warehouse? Three-mirror dressing tables are half-price, all weekend! Free delivery, plus two koans and a sipunculid worm!"

8 comments:

merc said...

There is no mirror.

wv, munki...the nature of whom is irrepressible.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Free delivery, plus two koans and a sipunculid worm!"

Oh boy, I can't wait for that delicious, delicious worm!

Another Kiwi said...

I believe that demons have smooth faces and thus the brick mirror would have us all demonised.
Stick with the tried and true Riddled merchandise, my friends

ckc (not kc) said...

(clearly just a ploy to rid yourself of sipunculid worms)

ckc (not kc) said...

(...and, of course, a blameless endeavour)

mikey said...

It's about a brick

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

I believe that demons have smooth faces and thus the brick mirror would have us all demonised.

Sounds like someone's been reading his Lafcadio Hearn.

Substance McGravitas said...

I conclude that I am built like a brick shithouse.