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There was a man who lost an axe, and suspected his neighbour's son. He watched the way he walked-he's stolen the axe.The way he looked-he's stolen the axe. The way he talked-he's stolen the axe. His gesture, posture, everything he did-he's stolen the axe. When digging in his own yard he found the axe.Afterwards when he saw his neighbour's son, there was nothing in gesture or posture to suggest a man who steals axes.

“Heaven and earth are boundless, man's death has its time; when he takes up that life provided for a time to lodge in the midst of the boundless, his passing is as sudden as a thoroughbred steed galloping past a chink in the wall. Whoever cannot gratify his intents and fancies and find nurture for the years destined for him, is not the man who has fathomed the Way”