A Zen master lay dying. The monks gathered around his deathbed, and the senior monk leans over and asks the master for any final words of wisdom. The old master weakly says, "Tell them Truth is like a river." The senior monk relays this message on to the other monks. The youngest monk in the group is confused, and asks, "What does he mean that Truth is like a river?" The senior monk relays this question to the master, and the master replies, "O.K., Truth is not like a river."
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