A disciple once complained,
"You tell us stories, but you never reveal their meaning to us."
Said the master,
"How would you like it if someone offered you fruit and masticated it before giving it to you?"
No one can find Your meaning for you.
No one even the master.
by Anthony de Mello
The Song of the Bird
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okey ning tabugtabug a kadakul kaini sa libod mi kadto.
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