
I heard this — a man’s dog died.
He loved it deeply.
Love between humans has grown difficult,
so sometimes we must find other paths.
He was a thoughtful man.
He decided his dog deserved the honor of a human funeral.
Even though he forgot—humans rarely get as much respect as dogs.
But the lover does not see clearly; love is blind.
He went to the village’s Catholic church.
He told the priest,
“My dog has died. I wish to give it the honor of a human burial.”
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consciousness
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Human nature
Mulla Nasruddin Stories
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Non-Duality
Religious Satire
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