It’s strange. Why are all doctors wearing eyeglasses? One, two, three, four, five. These two left their eyeglasses at home. I don’t trust you. You studied too much. Internal medicine? (Yes.) Does an internal medicine doctor treat everything? (Except surgery.) No surgery. Oh, internal medicine doctors don’t perform surgery? (Right.) Yes, yes. Internal medicine doctors don’t perform surgery, surgery is by others. (Surgery department.) No. Not necessarily surgery department. “External medicine” means doctors for the outside. What I mean is “open” a little bit outside. Internal medicine means they’re specialized in the lungs, the heart, etc., checking your lungs and stomach. That’s all. A doctor performing surgeries is called a surgeon. (Yes.) Surgeon is the doctor who operates on you. “External medicine” is another thing.
Last time I’ve told you about internal medicine and external medicine. Didn’t I? (Yes.) One person was shot by… (An arrow.) Shot by an… (Arrow.) He was shot by an arrow. One half of the arrow was outside and the other half was inside the body. He called the doctor. The doctor came, and he used a knife to cut off the outer part of the arrow. Then he said, “I’m just an external medicine doctor. You’ll have to call an internal medicine doctor to treat the inner part.” He’d have to find you. OK, OK, OK.
What do you do? Has the Korean doctor also come? (Internal medicine physician.) (Internal medicine at the outpatient clinic.) Not easy to find. (Internal medicine physician.) Are you also in the internal medicine department? (Yes.) So many “internals.” How many patients have you seen today? (For internal medicine, there have been about one thousand patients today.) Wow! One thousand! (Hmm, I think so.) You have a strong attractive force to patients. (There must have been 1,000 patients at the free clinic today.) How many patients have you had? (Totally one thousand.) (Altogether.) (One thousand altogether.) Really. How many “pieces” did you have? I’ve not asked him yet. Wait a minute. I haven’t finished yet. What’s the rush?
How many did you see? (About one hundred. I didn’t count.) Only one hundred? Out of a thousand patients, how did you only get one hundred? Why have you been so lazy? You should have seen at least three hundred! Didn’t you divide the patients among the three of you? One thousand. With three doctors, it should be 333 patients each, no? (No translation.) No translation. (There are not enough translators.) Wow! Wow! Yeah. I have one. I didn’t know you need one. He’s always beside me translating my “Is the food delicious?” “Does the non-alcoholic beer taste good?” Doing only that. Wasting a talent. No translator, and then just let it be?
Then tomorrow you’re going to slip away? (No.) No. Leaving on the day after tomorrow? (Yes.) Will you still see patients tomorrow? (We’re running out of medicine. We didn’t expect to have so many patients.) Ah? (We didn’t expect so many patients.) You didn’t expect so many patients. Yeah. Neither did I. Maybe it’s because of your karma. Yeah. You attracted so many people to come. When I was around, there weren’t so many patients. Why are there so many patients once you’ve come? Strange. Alright. When will you come again? (Master decides it.) It’s not for me to decide. Maybe when you have free time, you can come and go. Come whenever you have time. If you don’t have money for the air ticket, I can pay for it. No problem. It’s not much. (We pay for it ourselves.) You pay for yourself? Then, what should we do? Your wife and children will complain to me. Let me have your wife and kids then. You use up all the money to buy air tickets… Why not just come here and live together?
OK. When are you leaving? (I leave on Tuesday.) Tuesday. (Yes. The day after tomorrow.) The day after tomorrow. How many patients do you have? (Today, it’s about three hundred.) Wow! You’re the most diligent. (Because I happened to have a translator.) I see. There aren’t that many of our translators here. What a pity. Why don’t you complain to Tong or someone else, then we’ll try to deal with it. They are all sticking close to me, not handling anything at all. I have to tell them how to do everything, yet they still don’t know how. I really need more people to help me. If everything relies on one person, sometimes it’s really frustrating. If I tell her and she doesn’t do it, then I’m finished. Understand? There is no one at all.
I found another person, Tong, because these two are supposed to be the “greatest” around here, I heard, then I said, “Tong…” I thought that using another person would be more refreshing. He is calmer and does things in a more normal way. So I said, “Tong, check if all of the foreigners are sitting on the stage today, like us, just like last time.” He answered, “Huh? Huh? Master? Huh…” He became dumbfounded. I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. It’s so annoying. Just like that. That’s how it is.
I truly need some smart people who are not afraid of me, who do not love me or like to cling to me. A little bit clingy is fine, but not too much. They need to be mentally alert and swift, and physically agile and handy to be useful. Sometimes when I tell them, “Hey! Quick, quick, quick, hurry and give me a hand! I’m in a big hurry. Quick, quick, quick and quick!” “What is it, Master? Please say it again?” And they just move slowly, walking like when Bodhidharma was sitting in the cave. After sitting for ten hours, they walk like this. I’m so anxious, really, sometimes I’m busy, but I feel as if I am the only one who is busy in the whole world. When someone comes to help, I become even busier, busy explaining it to him. (Yes.) He didn’t understand that I was busy, and I had to say it again.
Why are there so few talented people in the world? No wonder there’s only one king in each country, or one president. If there are so many talented people, if we can have dozens of them, it’d be convenient for doing things. There’s only one president in a country. Really annoying! Everything has to rely on him. If he is not OK, the whole country will be affected, or sometimes the whole world. If that country is strong, it will be like that. Would you like to have several Masters, just for fun? (No.) Relying on only Her for everything, in case She says, “I’m not OK,” then all of you would be affected, huh? (Master is OK.) I am OK. It’s certified. (OK.) Sometimes I really don’t know what to do. Perhaps I do things more quickly; my personality is more agile. Most people have nothing to do, so they often do things slowly. What is so urgent here? What’s the hurry? He doesn’t understand, unable to adapt to the situation that quickly. That’s how it is. Then I alone will shake my head and say, “OK, never mind, go.” And try to solve it by myself.
Sometimes, like when I want to fasten a zipper at the back, but there is no… It’s the new kind of zipper that you have to zip both ends together, which doesn’t come with a clasp. It’s a very thin zipper. You have to use both hands to fasten it by pulling it tightly. You have to pull it like, how? (Straight.) You have to keep it very straight in order to pull it up. So I had to press my back against the wall in order to… Yeah. I couldn’t do it alone. (In the back.) It’s in the back! How can you pull it? I had to press my bottom against the wall and then pull it up by myself. It’d be more inconvenient to ask them to help. They’d just mess up things and ruin my zipper. And then I’d go out without zipping up. It did happen! It was so embarrassing. I was so embarrassed. You were not aware of it. There were all kinds of mishaps.
And that was a formal occasion. Oh! Suddenly my back was revealed. Wow! Wow! Maybe the spectators were happy, but I didn’t like it at all. It’s truly unbearable. It suddenly “burst” open! I felt like, “Huh? Why does my back suddenly feel so cold?” Then I said, “Huh? I feel something different!” Then I touched my back, “Wow! There is a hole!” Because I told them to zip it, but their clumsy hands were nervous. And then “Ah…” OK. The zipper is all stuck together, stuck to the fabric. It was stuck there, looking like it was fastened. But after I sat down, my slender waist, my slim waist, after eating several (vegan) cookies and drinking a few cups of tea, it became different. Once I sat down, “Hmm…” Then I touched it, “Wow!” A very big “window” opened. Wow! I didn’t know where to run. Wow! Oh! I happened to be sitting in front of people. People behind me saw it. Wow! My God. Luckily, I was not accompanied by the camera team or video or anything. Nothing.
Where was I at that time? I forgot. Where was that? A small place. Dominican Republic. Yeah. Wow, my God. Luckily, it didn’t happen in the Presidential Palace. I just happened to be leaving the Presidential Palace and went to another place, where there were less officials. Only diplomats and girls, only two old ones. It didn’t matter. Old men were alright. Their vision must be rather blurry and they couldn’t see clearly. At that time, the ophthalmologist was also not there. So, there was no problem. Then I quickly walked away like this, got it? Against… (Walking sideways.) In a way contrary to Bodhidharma. That’s how I walked. Bodhidharma was facing the wall. (Against the wall.) I was… He was facing the wall, and I put my back against the wall. Walking like this. But I still did it gracefully. I couldn’t let others see that I was too crude. I walked like this, as if nothing had happened.
I walked along the wall closely, and then ran to the bathroom. After all that, I was thinking, “What do I do?” I was outside, in someone else’s home, there wasn’t a piece of cloth available. How do I cover it? At that time, there was really no GOD though I believed there’s one. I asked GOD to please help me quickly. “Please do not humiliate me like this, OK?” Then I fumbled with it and managed to get it to zip together. Sometimes if one tooth of the zipper is not locked in place, it would later burst open completely. So you have to be careful. It’s like this anyway. Everyone is the same. Why worry? Strange. Why have we come to the zipper topic? Strange.
Ah, I was talking about those attendants of mine. When I ask them to do something, they help a little but ruin all the rest. Help ten percent and ruin a hundred percent, then I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry. Neither able to live nor able to die. Sometimes with those attendants of mine, I really don’t know if I should cry or laugh. They are all very sincere, even with innocent faces, looking very harmless. What can I do? They all look very pitiful and very sincere, often saying “Master” this and “Master” that, and “we love You,” and very loyal and so on. They are also quite diligent, but they were diligent in sabotaging things.
They lack experience. All young people, just graduated or what, and have never struggled. Parents took care of them at home, provided for them to go to school, and they didn’t even have to do laundry. Now there’re washing machines. As for meals, moms cooked for them, or they just ate out. In schools there are also, what do you call it? (Canteen.) (Buffet.) Cafeteria, and cheap. The food there is cheap for students. That’s why all they did was studying. They stuff as much as possible into their brain, except common sense from life. They forgot to stuff it in. It’s already too full. So, after they came to me, I had quite a hard time with them, as if training them from ABC. You’d know it if you have teenagers at home. You all know it. Or kids in their twenties are also like that. Wow! It’s very tiring training them. If you often do things for them, then it is alright. When you tell them to do things, oh my, you’d rather die.
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