i.
I find Chung Tzu in the livingroom.
"Come here, my darling, and sit with me on the couch, I have a teaching to give you."
I sit with Chung Tzu. He seems to be gathering his thoughts. Then, instead of speaking to me, he plays "Low Rider" on the stereo at ear-splitting volume.
"What was that?" I ask, when the song is done.
"Ah." says Chung Tzu, "Perchance we should have the teaching again. Don't give up."
Chung Tzu plays "Low Rider" again, this time a bit more louder.
"What?" Is all I can say.
"You'll get there. One last time." Chung Tzu plays the song. This time, he sings along to emphasize the lyrics.
"Okay. I got it." I lie.
Chung Tzu seems to be artificially pleased. "Mmmmmm! I admire how receptive you are!"
ii.
After Chung Tzu has left, I find the song & lyrics are stuck in my head all day, endlessly repeating. And eventually, after considering it more, I see Chung Tzu's point clearer and clearer.
I call Chung Tzu, but he's out, so I leave a message on his voicemail, "I got it."
When I check my messages later, I have a message from Chung Tzu, "I know!"
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