I have never been able to understand umbrellas because I don’t care if I get wet. Umbrellas have always been a mystery to me because I can’t understand why they appear just before it starts to rain. The rest of the time they are vacant from the landscape as if they had never existed. Maybe the umbrellas live by themselves in little apartments under Tokyo.
Do the umbrellas know that it is going to rain? because I know that people don’t know. The weathermen says that it will rain tomorrow but it doesn’t and you don’t see a single God-damn umbrella. Then the weatherman says that it will be a sunshiny day and suddenly there are umbrellas everywhere you look, and a few moments later, it starts raining like hell.
Who are these umbrellas?
(Richard Brautigan, 101 Zen Stories)
i ask to you dear aficionado(s),
please do not divulgate thi(e)s(e) picture(s)
outside the experienceofthinking
thursday april 26 2018