So, I had
a hundred dollars
which I wanted
to give away
to a homeless person,
but since
if you want to find
a homeless person,
you won't be able to,
unless you just happen
to come across one,
so I also
wanted to give away Dharma,
which is the teaching
of the Buddha,
so I went
to a Dharma bookstore,
and asked for Dharma,
and the owner said,
"I can't give you Dharma,
it's everywhere.",
and then he said,
"If you want to give away Dharma,
don't give it to me,
because I'll just get mad...
it's like teaching spirituality
to your mother...
go give it to somebody else",
so I turned
to the lady standing there,
and introduced myself,
and we talked
about her depression,
and I told her about my depression,
and we talked about
our medications,
so I gave her
the hundred dollars,
and she was so happy
that she hugged me,
and I left the store,
and she ran out after me
and told me
that she couldn't take it,
and gave me back
the hundred dollars,
so the moral
of this story is
"All Dharmas Are Empty".