My Experience With A Barber

My dear friends
Please do not disturb me today between 8 am to 820 am. I am undergoing plastic surgery on my scalp. The Barber who has tamed the unruly scalp of many is coming home to meet his Waterloo. Poor fellow he is coming home to give me a hair cut🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
In my fruitful journey through the realm of wisdom realised that one has no identity and today the barber will also go through the experience of conquering nothing.I also accept that many of my brothers both younger and older possess barren lands replacing those ever black gardens of hair on our scalp.Today it is a test for the barber to display his surgical skills on operating on something which is non existent and experiencing the delusion and hallucination of having performed the greatest surgery of mankind.
May his scissors rest in peace. 🙏🙏🙏🙏