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Laugh at life




Sitting at the edge of the lap pool I was appraising my physique once athletic and toned as it had boasted of  strength and  the glory of youth now reduced to a state of age and over indulgence, as it reminded me of the body of the laughing Buddha, this insight struck me as funny and I laughed out loud, the laugh was not  raucous or boisterous for there was no  hint of disdain, but it was deep and satisfying with a sense of contentment and acceptance as in the course of a natural consequence like a millstone in a river heading  down to the sea. In a moment I realized what the laughing Buddha laughs at, for he laughs at himself and is always surrounded by wealth for after all but an inside joke and he is never without a poke. For when you laugh the world laughs with you, but when you cry, you cry alone.


Only the aged philosophize about youth, for the young are too busy living it up.

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