Monday, February 10, 2014
in Siberia, the ponies eat snow
I learned this bit of information yesterday from a television story that was a sidebar narrative to the Winter Olympics currently playing out in Russia. Like all mammals, ponies need water; Siberia is awash in sub-zero temperatures -- often, though not always, there is no flowing water; ergo the ponies eat snow.
This bit of information probably qualifies as "totally useless" in most lives, including my own, and yet yesterday it carried with it a quiet, pervading "bingo." Wistfully, I wished someone would set before me a Zen koan -- any Zen koan -- so that then I could reply, honestly, for once, "In Siberia, the ponies eat snow." Everything was so obvious and easy.
Today, of course, it's just another piece of "totally useless" information:
In Siberia, the ponies eat snow.