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Re: The Little Prince And The Conceited Man

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  • jivatmananda
    Hi Prometheus, This is a good one too! What do you think of an hybrid version of the two characters? It would give something like a Conceit King who whip his
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      Hi Prometheus,

      This is a good one too! What do you think of an hybrid version of the
      two characters? It would give something like a Conceit King who whip
      his servants when they dare to say that "the emperor has no clothes"?

      Jivat

      --- In EckankarSurvivorsAnonymous@yahoogroups.com, "prometheus_973"
      <prometheus_973@...> wrote:
      >
      > Hi Jivat,
      > This next one, in Chapter 11, reminded me of the
      > narcissists I know... Klemp for one!
      >
      > Prometheus
      >
      > **********************************************************
      > http://www.spiritual.com.au/articles/prince/PrinceCh11.htm
      >
      > The second planet was inhabited by a conceited man.
      >
      > "Ah! Ah! I am about to receive a visit from an admirer!"
      > he exclaimed from afar, when he first saw the little prince
      > coming. For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.
      >
      > "Good morning," said the little prince. "That is a queer hat
      > you are wearing."
      >
      > "It is a hat for salutes," the conceited man replied.
      > "It is to raise in salute when people acclaim me.
      > Unfortunately, nobody at all ever passes this way."
      >
      > "Yes?" said the little prince, who did not understand
      > what the conceited man was talking about.
      >
      > "Clap your hands, one against the other," the conceited
      > man now directed him. The little prince clapped his hands.
      > The conceited man raised his hat in a modest salute.
      > "This is more entertaining than the visit to the king,"
      > the little prince said to himself. And he began again
      > to clap his hands, one against the other. The conceited
      > man against raised his hat in salute. After five minutes
      > of this exercise the little prince grew tired of the game's
      > monotony. "And what should one do to make the hat come
      > down?" he asked. But the conceited man did not hear him.
      > Conceited people never hear anything but praise.
      >
      > "Do you really admire me very much?" he demanded
      > of the little prince. "What does that mean, 'admire'?"
      >
      > "To admire means that you regard me as the handsomest,
      > the best-dressed, the richest, and the most intelligent man
      > on this planet." "But you are the only man on your planet!"
      > "Do me this kindness. Admire me just the same."
      >
      > "I admire you," said the little prince, shrugging his shoulders
      > slightly, "but what is there in that to interest you so much?"
      >
      > And the little prince went away. "The grown-ups are certainly
      > very odd," he said to himself, as he continued on his journey.
      >
      >
      >
      > jivatmananda wrote:
      > >
      > > Hi All,
      > >
      > > I thought you may enjoy the meeting of a little prince with a king who
      > > reign over the planets, the stars and the whole universe. It's really
      > > inspiring to find how he orders the sun to set... I pasted an excerpt
      > > below my signature and you will find the whole chapter at
      > > http://www.spiritual.com.au/articles/prince/PrinceCh10.htm
      > >
      > > Jivat
      > >
      > > "Sire," he said to him, "I beg that you will excuse my asking you a
      > > question"
      > >
      > > "I order you to ask me a question," the king hastened to assure him.
      > > "Sire, over what do you rule?" "Over everything," said the king, with
      > > magnificent simplicity.
      > >
      > > "Over everything?" The king made a gesture, which took in his planet,
      > > the other planets, and all the stars. "Over all that?" asked the
      > > little prince. "Over all that," the king answered. For his rule was
      > > not only absolute: it was also universal. "And the stars obey you?"
      > > "Certainly they do," the king said. "They obey instantly. I do not
      > > permit insubordination."
      > >
      > > Such power was a thing for the little prince to marvel at. If he had
      > > been master of such complete authority, he would have been able to
      > > watch the sunset, not forty-four times in one day, but seventy-two, or
      > > even a hundred, or even two hundred times, with out ever having to
      > > move his chair. And because he felt a bit sad as he remembered his
      > > little planet which he had forsaken, he plucked up his courage to ask
      > > the king a favor:
      > >
      > > "I should like to see a sunset... do me that kindness... Order the sun
      > > to set..."
      > >
      > > "If I ordered a general to fly from one flower to another like a
      > > butterfly, or to write a tragic drama, or to change himself into a sea
      > > bird, and if the general did not carry out the order that he had
      > > received, which one of us would be in the wrong?" the king demanded.
      > > "The general, or myself?"
      > >
      > > "You," said the little prince firmly.
      > >
      > > "Exactly. One much require from each one the duty which each one can
      > > perform," the king went on. "Accepted authority rests first of all on
      > > reason. If you ordered your people to go and throw themselves into the
      > > sea, they would rise up in revolution. I have the right to require
      > > obedience because my orders are reasonable."
      > >
      > > "Then my sunset?" the little prince reminded him: for he never forgot
      > > a question once he had asked it.
      > >
      > > "You shall have your sunset. I shall command it. But, according to my
      > > science of government, I shall wait until conditions are favorable."
      > >
      > > "When will that be?" inquired the little prince. "Hum! Hum!" replied
      > > the king; and before saying anything else he consulted a bulky
      > > almanac. "Hum! Hum! That will be about... about... that will be this
      > > evening about twenty minutes to eight. And you will see how well I am
      > > obeyed."
      > >
      >
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