Namaste

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Genres: Fiction
The order held many conventions, topmost among them in Woo’s mind was that there were no immutable truths or unbreakable maxims. True wisdom existed in knowing that he — and the others — knew nothing. Each rule or guiding principle could one day change, and no ritual was above that which the order was founded upon.  Most monks shaved. Woo did not, nor did he believe it was incumbent on a devoted follower to be uniform. While the others fashioned an unremarkable, undistinguishable exterior — to ...banish ego and give themselves more fully to the order — Woo felt that shaving was, in itself, an ego-centric behavior. Why would one without ego spend time on appearances at all? It was a contradiction to Woo. He wore his silver-white hair — not colored due to old age, but rather of his own peculiar genetics, as a shaggy, shoulder-length bob that he occasionally cut himself, without a mirror, with fevered motions of scissors or knife. The time he saved — time that the other monks spent with razors and mirrors — Woo spent in contemplation.  He was in this contemplation, eyes closed, when the racket arose.MoreLess

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