Two hands clap and there is a sound. What is the sound of one hand?
I’m off to Bali tomorrow for a two-week break seeking pollution detoxification, plenty of solar electromagnetic radiation, psilocybin mushrooms, locally brewed Stormbrewing beer, and even - if I’m very lucky - a mola-mola or two at Lembongan Island.
And as for the answer to that famous Zen kōan - well you could spend the next three and a half years in a Buddhist temple - like this one in Banjar, North Bali (complete with a miniature scale Borobodur temple!) – trying to figure it out.
Or, alternatively, you could just forgo the enlightenment and slap the poor blighter who asked you across the face!