A very old Zen master and ill summoned the disciples of his monastery.
"E 'come now time for me to leave this existence. It will be my successor, whoever is worthy show now, this minute!" After a brief perplexity
all the monks kneel with his face turned to earth as a sign of devotion. Only one of them rose, and invisible to all, sat down on the pillow reserved for the teacher, having lifted and laid down his frail body.
"You will be my successor, not for your particular merits, but because of all the others ..."
The master died before finishing the sentence.
"E 'come now time for me to leave this existence. It will be my successor, whoever is worthy show now, this minute!" After a brief perplexity
all the monks kneel with his face turned to earth as a sign of devotion. Only one of them rose, and invisible to all, sat down on the pillow reserved for the teacher, having lifted and laid down his frail body.
"You will be my successor, not for your particular merits, but because of all the others ..."
The master died before finishing the sentence.
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