And they asked Diogenes
how he'd like to be buried
and he said: *'Just scatter my parts
well outside the City'*
'But, Diogenes,
then the wild creatures
will get to the parts -
you don't mind being eaten
up by the creatures? '
*'Oh, I hadn't considered that -
just provide me with a staff then
with which I might chase away the creatures'*
'Oh, but Diogenes -
how will you do that when you are dead? '
*'Oh, I hadn't considered that…
Well then, but why should I worry
what eats me after I'm dead? '*
May 24, 2012
May 24, 2012 at 6:08 AM UTC
And they asked Diogenes
how he'd like to be buried
and he said: *'Just scatter my parts
well outside the City'*
'But, Diogenes,
then the wild creatures
will get to the parts -
you don't mind being eaten
up by the creatures? '
*'Oh, I hadn't considered that -
just provide me with a staff then
with which I might chase away the creatures'*
'Oh, but Diogenes -
how will you do that when you are dead? '
*'Oh, I hadn't considered that…
Well then, but why should I worry
what eats me after I'm dead? '*
...first of a few tales about Diogenes of Sinope, Diogenes the Cynic, Diogenes the Dog...
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