The master was once walking on the gardens, when a novice, intent on asking him a question, approached the master from behind, scaring the crap out of the master. - Good God, novice! Watch it, will you? - said the master, to which the novice frowned and replied: - But Master, I thought you were able to see into the Mandala of Time and know that things would happen before they did! The master then hit the novice in the head with a frying pan conspicuously hidden under his saffron robe, and said: - It is not enough to know what will happen if you do not know what do do about it. Foresight and wisdom are one and the same. Zen is the innocence of a child as much as the wisdom of the old man; it is the blindness of the bat as much as the foresight of the oracle. When the novice came to his senses, he was enlightened.