Once upon a time, in a certain town there was a coffin maker who opened and was running a store where he sold the coffins he made himself to the customers in the neighborhood. The popuplation in the town increased day-by-day.
"Maybe we will bicker our way into the pure land, or into enlightened awareness. More likely we will bicker our way into inconclusiveness, weakness and oblivion. What are we arguing about? What is the point? What really matters?" Lewis Richmond from Ten Reasons Why Western Dharma May Fail