The General’s Antique

Posted: November 19, 2011 in Short Stories
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A general was toying with his prized antique. As he handled it, he dropped it and it almost shattered into pieces had he not caught it in time. He thought to himself, “I have commanded tens of thousands of troops to risk my life in battle, and was never afraid. Why then did I become so agitated over a small cup?”

He finally realized that it was attachment that brought about the fear of loss, thus causing him anxiety (differentiating “like” and “dislike” in his mind that led to his being frightened).

Upon realizing this, he tossed the cup over his shoulder and smashing it to pieces.

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