Guest guest Posted June 14, 2001 Report Share Posted June 14, 2001 There is a story of an ancient Emperor who, in mid life, married a beautiful girl on whom he doted. She died a few years later of an illness. The Emperor was devastated, his life wrecked with sorrow. In his despair, he visited a sage and asked him how he could possibly rid himself of this heart-sickness. The sage said, rather indifferently, that time heals and on no account should His Highness waste time thinking of blue monkeys. The Emperor was puzzled over this, and the sage would say no more. The Emperor had no choice but to take his advice. Day in and day out, the Emperor found himself curious about these blue monkeys and so consulted every scholar, priest, philosopher and mystic sooth-sayer in the empire. Nobody could help him. The Emperor even sent expeditions to Mt Everest of the Himalayan Mountains, where the blue monkeys were rumoured to dwell. They returned empty-handed. Months went by and the Emperor still thought of nothing else but blue monkeys, until finally he realized they were dominating his life. One day he could take it no more, but returned to the sage and begged to be rid of this plague. "I can do that for you, your majesty," said the sage. "But first you must see that your beloved late wife is now truly at peace." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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