an old story about your mind..

when the vagrants broke into the monastery, there was some treasures there, collected by the monks, they took everything but the monks most cherished possesion, then, as the vagrants left, the eldest monk ran slowly, crutch in his right hand, to catch up to them, he had a smile on his face, he said, “wait, you forgot this it is our most cherished holy relic” the vagrants started to cry, got down on there knees and they gave the monks everything back that they had stole. the monks prepared a feast and instructed the vagrants on their way.