An old man priest meditation zazen (sitting cross-legged in silence) to the curb. Both hands folded lap with his eyes screwed. Deep silence that felt suddenly stopped loud roaring sound of a samurai. "Old Grandpa! Teach me about heaven and hell! "He said with a tone of command. Reverend old man did not respond, as if not hearing the sound. but slowly, he opened his eyes with a small smile. The samurai waited impatiently, he became upset when the old priest had not yet responded. "You want to know the secrets of heaven and hell?" Said the old priest in the end. "Try look at the mirror first. Look messy. Hands and feet covered with dust and soil. Your hair uncombed. Your breath smell. Rusty sword unkempt. You're ugly and weird clothes. And you want to ask about heaven and hell to me? ".
Samurai became very angry, and then pull out his sword and raised it high pat on the head. His face turned red with his blood boiling. He established the swing and ready to cut the head of the old priest from his shoulders, as he lowered his sword, the old priest said softly. "That's hell."
Immediately the samurai gasped, fascinated and amazed with gentle grandfather who dared to risk his life to provide valuable lessons to him, swings his hand stopped. His heart filled with compassion and love. His eyes were filled with tears, a happy tears. "And this," said the old priest, "is heaven."
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