莊子說:
★天地與我並生
★萬物與我為一
★ The Heavens are with me
and so does everything in
the Universe
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The Eating Robot
John is not a robot. He is a man working in a factory. The factory rents lots of robots to work. Robots come to work every day, and they will go back to their service center to recharge every night. The worse thing is that the robots use public transport. Public transports are always cheaper. And it was confusing, as the towns people can hardly know which one is robot and which one is not.
John is the head of robots. His job is to make the robots work according to orders. And the robots are very much the same look like a man, people nearby always confuse John as a robot. They would punch him or pinch him or molest him from time to time. John is annoyed.
Every day after work, he would go to the nearby pub to drink, and sometimes he would drink overnight, and back to work the next day. The work place is for robots, there is very little light and not enough fresh air. He is not happy.
And he would think: What is the difference between me and the robots. He had tried many ways. He would put on decent clothes and shaved his face. But it makes him more like the robots and brings him more trouble.
Then he finds out the difference. Robots do not eat and do not smoke. From then on, he would hang a cigarette on the corner of his lips whenever he goes out. And that makes a difference. He is happy again.
Towns people would kindly say hi to him. When he goes into the nearby coffee shop, the waitresses would flirt with him, thinking he is real.
One day, when he was inspecting the working lines as usual, he was very angry all in a sudden. He found, among the working line of twenty robots, one of them was smoking, with a cigarette hanging on the robot's mouth.
He shouted, "Hey, you, get out!"
No one was responding, as they were confused which is the one to take the order.
And that made him angrier. He said: "How dare you smoke in my factory!" He went into the production line to fetch the robot. He wanted to beat the robot and give the robot a lesson.
The robot eased his tension with a simple responding line: "Sir, do you know how much I will cost if you break me?"
John was stunned as he heard it. He knew it perfectly well it would cost him his annual income if he broke the robot. He was trembling with a highly controlled voice: " Please tell me why are you smoking! "
And the robot said, "I need not tell you, it's not in the work orders."
John was trying to find something to retort, the robot continued: "It is none of your business and it is only between me and my creator."
John went to the pub that night, as he knew he could not sleep peacefully. He would drink for the night to settle his mind.
How much would be my cost! And it is easy to count. If a robot costs him his annual income, then a hundred of the god-damn-robots would be his own cost. Though he knew it quite well he cannot work for a hundred years.
Thoughts were dangerous.
He was in the roof of the two-hundred-stories high factory building now. He wanted to jump. As he could not settle his mind in peace.
He looked up at the sky, and thought, "If the robot can have arrangements with their own creator, what about me! And what is my value!"
The sky was white and very bright. No answers were coming down yet, though he had been there for three hours.
The roof door was quietly opened.
Two female robots, with a small tray of drinks and refreshments entered.
The first female robot said in an attractive soft voice: "Sir, will you take a seat, we have brought you the old man." As the second female robot arranged the table and drinks, an old man entered the roof top garden.
The old man said, "Hello John, we are glad to have your question and I would like to take this opportunity to give you the answer. "
John was a little surprised. The old man continued: "You have asked about the value of a human being, and that was a very good start. We would give a raise to anyone who have come up with that question. " It was in this moment, John was happy again. He wanted to know how much more he would earn in the coming months. But he only said: "Yes?" and looked at the old man.
The old man said simply, "The value is, Know the difference of a man and his creator."
John felt puzzled. "What do you mean, Sir?"
The old man said with a smile: "Your creator wants you to grow and he has encouraged humans and animals to compete and fight with each other to make progress. That is why you always have wars and fights and you are not happy. Now you humans need to have your own way to grow. Can you try to compete with each other peacefully and not fighting anymore?"
John was confused, "What do you mean, Sir?"
And the old man said: "that meant wisdom. If you have wisdom, you don't have to ask the creator anymore. "
As the old man left, John was deep in his thoughts to think, whether the old man was a human, or just simply another better made robot, or the old man was the creator.
And John did have a raise next month. He was happy.
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“Those are only beggars….”
The words of the swan hurt the duckling accidentally.
The duckling could have never known, this words were so powerful and could bring her from heaven to hell all in a sudden. "Wow, am I not a beggar?" And she had hugged her a moment ago. "Can a beggar accompany you to search for a prince?"
When the ugly duckling was sunk into her thoughts, she did not notice the swan had stood up and spread her wings. She was on air.
Misery and despair was like a cloud in her head. "I never was a beggar and never will be." She murmured to herself and she saw the beautiful swan was already on top of her and was trying to address something to her. It seemed the swan was saying goodbye.
She flapped her wings to chase the swan and found they were too short to fly. She could only stumble a few steps and felt. The swan tried to come down again.
The duckling heard the noise of a string. A little boat had been closing in and a man was on the boat. He was aiming the swan with an arrow.
"Oh no, no." The duckling tried to warn the swan. But the swan did not see the boat. She only saw the duckling and was spiraling lower. The bow was on its full strength now and was about to shoot to the swan. The duckling jumped and made a loud noise to splash the water. The arrow missed the swan. The man turned his head and saw the duckling. He put on another arrow and this time, he aimed at the duckling and shot a second arrow. The duckling ducked down and was just in time to sink deeper to avoid the arrow. The arrow hit the grass and produced a loud noise.
The duckling swam deep and hid behind a group of weeds.
She saw the boat was not coming near and was going to another direction and she was almost collapsed as she had used up all her strength.
She found a piece of dry land and felt into a sleep. As she was opening her eyes again, she heard the swan was next to her. "Oh, I thought you were dead, you have been sleeping for a long time."
"It was not so easy to die for me." The duckling was happy again.
"Thanks for saving my life." And it was the first time, the swan looked deeply into the eyes of the duckling.
"Aren't you going to search the prince?
"Oh no, never. I had found one. "
"What!"
"You are the prince. You are so beautiful. "
The duckling was shocked to hear that. Never in her life had she heard someone commented at her in such a way.
"Am I a prince? Not a beggar? You must be joking. "
"Yes, you are a prince, and there must be a lot of your kind in this world."
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Is there any prince on earth?
The old man turned his head and said, "Do you really want to know?"
The Duckling said earnestly, "Yes, please tell me. Where is she going?"
"You won't believe it even if I told you."
The Duckling only looked at the old man with her very sad eyes. She didn't want to explain how honest she was.
The old man cannot refuse and said:" She will tell you herself."
"What?" the Duckling cannot believe what she had heard.
Then she saw the grass under the swan moved a little. She saw the swan stretched her legs. She observed that the swan was opening her eyes.
"Wow", she jumped forward and hugged the swan tightly, "You are not going, do you!"
The swan made a big yawn like she had been sleeping for a long while.
The Duckling wanted to ask her where she had been. But now she was so happy that she had forgotten the question. And she had a far more important issue at her mind now.
The Duckling said, "Can I go with you?"
"Go with me?" the swan exclaimed. "Go where?"
"I wish to go to search the prince with you together. " She added, "No matter how far it will be."
"There is no prince on earth. Those are only beggars. Don't waste your effort. "
"No, there is, there are a lot of them!" She turned to see the old man, hoping the old man can help.
And the old man didn't give any answer. He just smiled.
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The Dying Swan
Now the ugly duckling was freed from her old thoughts. She would like to swim to the same place to see the old man again.
She didn't see the old man for a long time.
Suddenly she saw something moving in the swamp. There was a very large white swan. The duckling wanted to hide herself, but the swan saw her already. Then the duckling went a little closer. She was inspired by the old man and was fearless.
The white swan struggled to turn herself, she tried to flap her wings. But she could only make an unpleasant noise.
The ugly duckling wondered what had happened to her. The image of a beautifully dancing swan was always her dream. She wished the swan could dance again. The ugly duckling went a step further and asked a wrong question: "Where is your prince?"
The swan said weakly, "I have no prince. I have searched for my whole life, but there was none." The duckling dared not ask why again. Then the duckling saw she was closing her eyes. "Sorry, are you sleeping?" It was a long pause, then the swan said again, "No, I am going."
For a very long time, the swan was motionless. But the ugly duckling still wanted to ask: "Where are you going?"
It was in this moment the duckling saw the old man. The old man told her:" She is dead."
The duckling found something strange in the air. And she did feel something. In such moments, there would be no ugly and pretty, noble and humble. She had forgotten that she was a beggar, she wanted to hug the noble swan. But one question remained in her mind. She turned to the old man: "Where is she going?"
The old man just turned his head and said, "Do you really want to know?"
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