The odd one does - know, that is. Thus one of my more memorable training moments: a crazy white Anglo talkin' Mandarin trash during a session. The very kind of thing that edges our consciousness along its journey from 1) Everything is, to 2) Everything is what it seems, followed by 3) Some things are not what they seem, and then 4) Nothing is what is seems, and finally 5) Nothing is.

So much for brevity, eh? Sop sop soyaaa! Or something like that...