I have a car.
I LIKE my car!
I’m driving the car for many years now and I traveled many miles with it without accicents and so far the thing is working splendidly. Whenever I want to drive, I use the car and it always brings me very smoothly and safely to the next place.
I have to admit that it is not an easy car. Actually it is a bit tricky one. Because you have to learn quite a lot of things in order to drive this car safely.
But during the years I spent a lot of time studying all the mechanics and technics and ways of handling the car, and now I feel really in control of it. This car is a wonderful thing.
Someone came up to me the other day and said: “Did you know that the founder of the company that made this car was a very, very, very bad man, a real crook?”
I said “Yes, I heard the stories about it. I don’t know if all of them are true; may be, may be not. But you know, I LIKE this car. It’s a wonderful car!”
“But hey!” he said, “Don’t you know that this company is actually working for the mafia?!
It’s all about money. That’s all they want! They rip you off. They’re a bunch of criminals.”
“Could be,” I said. “It seems so. I used to work in this company and I would indeed advice anyone not to work there. There’s something really going wrong there in that company. But still, I LIKE my car! The thing is working fine.”
The other person looked a bit annoyed. “How can you say that?” he replied. “Have you looked around lately? Have you heard how many accidents there have been with people driving exactly the SAME car? Have you read the stories how many people there are who tried to drive this car and the car brought them NOWHERE!! This car can not be good! It’s simply not possible.”
I shrugged my shoulders. What could I say. I had read the stories too and I always felt sorry for all those drivers having these bad accidents and trying to get to another place with a car that wasn’t working. Must have been pretty bad for them.
“This car,” the other continued, “does not bring you to the correct destination as described in the manual. It simply doesn’t. The car is wrong, the manual is wrong, the company is wrong, the founder is wrong, it’s ALL wrong! You must be really stupid to drive that car any longer!”
I sighed and looked the other person in the eyes. “Look mate, I’m driving this car for years now. For me the thing drives splendidly. It has always brought me further. I’m not saying that it brings me in one straight trip to heaven. I’m not even saying that it brings me in those locations as described in the manual. The manual might be wrong, the company might be wrong, the founder might be wrong, but for God’s sake, I LIKE MY CAR AND IT WORKS FINE!!”
He looked at me astonished. “You’re just as crazy as the others.”
“What others?”
“Well, all the others who continue driving this car.”
I understood what he meant. I had seen other people driving in my brand of car and some of them were pretty batty. So I could understand very well his line of thinking.
There had been people having accidents with the car.
There had been people who tried to drive and got nowhere.
There had been people forced to drive the car while they didn’t want to.
And then there were also people who tried to drive the car for years and afterwards were talking complete nonsense about the car.
No wonder that my car was not very popular.
“What kind of car do you have?” I asked.
There was a moment of silence. “I have no car”, he said.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be sorry. I need no car in the moment. I’m totally done with cars. But may be in the future I will buy a Buddha-car or a Yoga-car. I heard these are good cars.”
“Well that sounds fine”, I said. Any car is good as long as you are happy with it and as long as you don’t use it to harm others. And hey, thanks for your concern about all those victims of these car accidents. It’s really good that you want to help them.”
“You’re welcome.”
We shook hands and both went our way.
Good guy. I like him.
.
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I LIKE my car!
I’m driving the car for many years now and I traveled many miles with it without accicents and so far the thing is working splendidly. Whenever I want to drive, I use the car and it always brings me very smoothly and safely to the next place.
I have to admit that it is not an easy car. Actually it is a bit tricky one. Because you have to learn quite a lot of things in order to drive this car safely.
But during the years I spent a lot of time studying all the mechanics and technics and ways of handling the car, and now I feel really in control of it. This car is a wonderful thing.
Someone came up to me the other day and said: “Did you know that the founder of the company that made this car was a very, very, very bad man, a real crook?”
I said “Yes, I heard the stories about it. I don’t know if all of them are true; may be, may be not. But you know, I LIKE this car. It’s a wonderful car!”
“But hey!” he said, “Don’t you know that this company is actually working for the mafia?!
It’s all about money. That’s all they want! They rip you off. They’re a bunch of criminals.”
“Could be,” I said. “It seems so. I used to work in this company and I would indeed advice anyone not to work there. There’s something really going wrong there in that company. But still, I LIKE my car! The thing is working fine.”
The other person looked a bit annoyed. “How can you say that?” he replied. “Have you looked around lately? Have you heard how many accidents there have been with people driving exactly the SAME car? Have you read the stories how many people there are who tried to drive this car and the car brought them NOWHERE!! This car can not be good! It’s simply not possible.”
I shrugged my shoulders. What could I say. I had read the stories too and I always felt sorry for all those drivers having these bad accidents and trying to get to another place with a car that wasn’t working. Must have been pretty bad for them.
“This car,” the other continued, “does not bring you to the correct destination as described in the manual. It simply doesn’t. The car is wrong, the manual is wrong, the company is wrong, the founder is wrong, it’s ALL wrong! You must be really stupid to drive that car any longer!”
I sighed and looked the other person in the eyes. “Look mate, I’m driving this car for years now. For me the thing drives splendidly. It has always brought me further. I’m not saying that it brings me in one straight trip to heaven. I’m not even saying that it brings me in those locations as described in the manual. The manual might be wrong, the company might be wrong, the founder might be wrong, but for God’s sake, I LIKE MY CAR AND IT WORKS FINE!!”
He looked at me astonished. “You’re just as crazy as the others.”
“What others?”
“Well, all the others who continue driving this car.”
I understood what he meant. I had seen other people driving in my brand of car and some of them were pretty batty. So I could understand very well his line of thinking.
There had been people having accidents with the car.
There had been people who tried to drive and got nowhere.
There had been people forced to drive the car while they didn’t want to.
And then there were also people who tried to drive the car for years and afterwards were talking complete nonsense about the car.
No wonder that my car was not very popular.
“What kind of car do you have?” I asked.
There was a moment of silence. “I have no car”, he said.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be sorry. I need no car in the moment. I’m totally done with cars. But may be in the future I will buy a Buddha-car or a Yoga-car. I heard these are good cars.”
“Well that sounds fine”, I said. Any car is good as long as you are happy with it and as long as you don’t use it to harm others. And hey, thanks for your concern about all those victims of these car accidents. It’s really good that you want to help them.”
“You’re welcome.”
We shook hands and both went our way.
Good guy. I like him.
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