Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The Carpenter

After forty years of hard work an old carpenter dies and goes to heaven. When he gets to the Pearly Gates he knocks on the door. Saint Peter opens it and says, "Yes?"

The old carpenter explains, "I am an old carpenter. I have worked hard for forty years, I never did any harm to anyone, and I am here for my reward."

Saint Peter replies, "I don't know about that. Wait here for a minute and I will go and get some information on you."

He goes inside and is about to talk to the boss, God, when he runs into Jesus. Jesus says, "Why are you all excited?" So Peter tells him the whole story: an old carpenter, worked hard for forty years, never did any harm to anyone.

Jesus listens to the story with mounting interest and asks, "Did he have white hair?"
Peter says, "Yes!"

"Little pixie eyeglasses with chromium frames?"
"Yes!"

"About so tall? Wearing a waistcoat, a little paunchy?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" says Peter.

Jesus runs to the Pearly Gates, throws open the door, takes a look at the little old man and cries at the top of his lungs, "Daddy!"

And the carpenter looks at him and joyously exclaims, "Pinocchio!"

Take your flute now

I have to constantly remind myself: "please let the heart take the flute and sing my life song".

The days are passing one after another, and if I don't sing my song, it will be just yet another wasted life.

This society is training my mind to fight for success, power, money and my mind listens, it's like a robot now. Tell it to do it and it will do as such. It's dependent on this doing.

While the reality is that, inside me, all I want is peace.