Mulla Nasrudine stories, and and so many Zen stories, are fun because they twist the mind. Right? They show that all the thoughts that go in our mind can’t completely grasp reality. It’s a brain teaser. The top of the stick is way up high. If you cut off the bottom of the stick the …
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Mullas Big Stick
So Mulla Nasrudine is out on a hike with all of his friends. He has this big, huge, tall walking stick. He’s struggling along, trying to get up the hill with this big huge stick. Finally one of his friends says, “Mulla. You know. If you just cut the bottom off that stick, a foot …
The Good Doctor
So Mulla Nasrudine is at the doctor. The doctor looks at him and says, “Mulla. It’s not looking good. You are in bad shape. You don’t have long to live. Have you written your will?” Mulla looks at the doctor and says, “Oh yes. I have my will. Everything that I own goes to the …
Yesterday was about nothing
Yesterday’s Mulla Nasrudine story was about nothing. This is my favorite subject: nothing. If you really understand this, then you’ll know how to look inside and find nothing. Mulla has nothing and yet he’s dividing nothing up between everybody else… and whatever’s left over will go to the poor. That’s quite ridiculous but it gives …
Mulla’s Inheritance Nothingness
So Mulla Nasrudine finally sits down and writes his will, because to be in accordance with the law everybody needs to have a will. So he sits down and he writes it. He wrote, “I have nothing. Let all the nothing that I have go to all my dependents.” He listed them all out. “Then,” …
Mulla’s Cards
So. Mulla Nasrudine was sitting and playing cards with his dog in the park. A guy comes walking along and he watches him play. After a while he exclains, “Mulla! Your dog is so smart. He’s actually playing cards with you. I have never seen such a smart dog. Where did you get him? How …
Stories about Mulla Nasrudine
Stories about Mulla Nasrudine are to make you go beyond your logical brain, where everything tries to make sense, and put that little “stop” to it… where you can see nothing.
Mulla’s Ticket
So Mulla Nasrudine was boarding the train, getting ready to go on a trip. He jumps on and meets the ticket taker who says. “Mulla. I need your ticket.” Mulla starts looking everywhere. He looks in his hands. He looks in his pant pockets. It’s not there. He throws down his bags, and rips open …