EUROPE

NETHERLANDS

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"The whole is seeking the part as much as the part is seeking the whole. The flower is seeking the sun as much as the sun is seeking the flower. The lizard is not only sunning, the sun is also lizarding.

• A Pope -- maybe this Polack Pope -- was going for a morning walk with a rabbi. The rabbi stumbled on a stone, hurt his foot, and said, "Shit!" The Pope said, "This is not right, because God is everywhere and he must have heard you."
  They walked a little further and again the rabbi stumbled and again he said, "Shit!" The Pope said, "Enough is enough! God will punish you."
  And the third time it happened suddenly there was great thunder in the clouds, lightning struck the Pope dead, and then somebody in the clouds shouted, "Shit! I missed!"
  
  
• After Paddy had jumped a red light and smashed into another car, he dashed over to the other vehicle to discover that the driver was a priest. "Good God, man," said the badly shaken priest, "you almost killed me!" "I am really sorry for that," said Paddy, taking a bottle from his pocket. "Drink some of this whiskey for your nerves," offered Paddy. The grateful priest gulped down some of the whiskey, and then started shouting again, "What do you think you were doing?" he asked. "I am lucky to be alive!" "Oh, Father," said, Paddy, "I am sorry. You will feel a lot better after you have drunk some more of this." The priest had a few more stiff shots and then asked, "Why don't you have a drink?" "I don't drink, thank you Father," said Paddy. "I will just sit here and wait for the police."
  
  
• A new young monk arrives at the monastery and as with all new monks he is assigned to help the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand.
  He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript. So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up. In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies.
  The head monk, says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son." So, he goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscript is held as archives in a locked vault that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years.
  Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot. So, the young monk gets worried and goes downstairs to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall, and wailing, "We forgot the "R"! "We forgot the "R"! "We forgot the "R"! "We forgot the "R"!
  His forehead is all bloody and bruised and he is crying uncontrollably.
  The young monk asks the old abbot, "What's wrong, father?"
  With a choking voice, the old abbot replies, "The word is celebrate!"