Istorya for the SOUL

[regnauld]

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LONG AGO IN a far-off land there was a small fishing village where lived a beautiful young woman. One day she gave birth to a child, even though she was not married. All the fishermen gathered together and went to her humble home to discover who was the father and her son. After much time and coercion from the group of angry fishermen, the young mother reluctantly admitted that the father of her infant son was a Buddhist monk who lived in solitary isolation in the small monastery on the hill above the village. Upon learning this, the fishermen talked among themselves and decided that the only right thing to do was to take the baby to its father. That very night, they lit their torches, grabbed the boy away from his mother, climbed up the steep hill, and knocked on the monastery door. It was very late, and it took some time for the monk to answer. It was obvious when he opened the door that he had been rudely awakened. The fishermen explained why they were there and thrust the infant at the monk. His only reply, upon taking the child and closing the door, was "Ah so."

Eight years passed. The beautiful young mother became critically ill and called the fishermen together at her deathbed. She told then that she had lied about the father of her child and that indeed the true father was one of the married fishermen. Again the fishermen talked among themselves and decided to remedy their injustice. Again they lit their torches and climbed up the mountain to the monastery. Yet again they knocked on the door and awoke the sleeping monk. But this time, when he opened the door, they saw an adorable young boy peeking out from behind the monk's robes. There was obviously great love between the old monk and the young child. The fishermen explained the situation, apologized for their error, and grabbed the young boy away from the monk. As the monk closed the door, they again heard him say, "Ah so."

[Alel]

huh? hahahahahaha... makakatawa man sad ko nimo sir oi...
wala sa net? Hard to find? No wonder naa ra sa barnes and noble. Even amazon and msn shopping sell those books.

So buy a copy.

[regnauld]

Atheist: THERE IS NO GOD!
MYSTIC: YES...GOD is just a concept! If there was no word GOD, there would be no Atheist like you!

[NASYO]

Atheist: THERE IS NO GOD!

wrong!!!

MYSTIC: YES...GOD is just a concept! If there was no word GOD, there would be no Atheist like you!

wrong again!!!

[regnauld]

wrong!!!



wrong again!!!

The evolution of the brain not only overshot the
needs of prehistoric man, it is only example of
evolution providing a species with an organ which
it does not know how to use.

- ARTHUR KOESTLER

[baliguat]

OT:

wow regnauld biliba nako nimo na-shock ko pagkakita nako Joined Date nimo December 25 then in less than a month 2,000+ posts na ka?

Average of 69.40 posts per day?

You deserve to be a C.I.A, Certified Istorya Addict. he he

OT:
career na ang istorya, lisod ko ana na average oi. maka post ra jud ko kung maka sulod ug internet cafe. heheheh

[junmar4]

So buy a copy.

Then? Am I the one saying that it is hard to find?

[junmar4]

The evolution of the brain not only overshot the
needs of prehistoric man, it is only example of
evolution providing a species with an organ which
it does not know how to use.

- ARTHUR KOESTLER

How about taking into consideration your own words and understanding rather than quoting other people.

[regnauld]

How about taking into consideration your own words and understanding rather than quoting other people.

BTW Are you enjoying the stories lately? It seems you have a hard time with yourself. Relax my friend!

[regnauld]

THERE ONCE WAS a Chinese Warlord who hated with a passion the religious orders in China. He made it his life's work to find and kill as many monks as he could. After slaughtering hundreds of monks on his province, the Warlord traveled to the outskirts of his territory. There he learned that a lone monk resided all by himself. Immediately upon hearing this, the Warlord went to the little temple and found the monk standing alone. In all his battle finery the Warlord strode up to the monk, pulled out his sword, and looked menacingly at the frail old man dressed in a simple robe. Surprisingly, the monk seemed unafraid.

"Don't you know who I am?" the Warlord asked. "I can run this sword through your body without blinking an eye."

Looking the Warlord straight in the face, the old monk replied, "Don't you know who I am? I can let you run your sword through my body without blinking an eye."