I might’ve brought up Tsamchö before, and I wanted to share a little something about him – he’s got this knack for analyzing and questioning everything.
Now, he’s pretty good at keeping that under wraps. Folks who only know him a bit tend to call him quiet and thoughtful; he gives off this air of wisdom.
Once, I mentioned this wisdom thing to him, and he looked like he’d just stepped into a baffling circus. Inside his head, he was screaming at the sheer daftness of it all, and his thoughts were a muddle of frustration at how others lead themselves astray. All he managed to say was that he’s a million miles away from being wise.
I can tell you, that was the last time I dared to call him wise to his face. I reckon I might’ve glimpsed a bit of the devil in him that day.