There was once a scientist who discovered the art of reproducing itself so perfectly that it was impossible to distinguish the original from reproduction.
One day he found out he was looking for the Angel of Death, and then he made twelve copies of himself.
The angel didn't know how to figure out which of the thirteen specimens he had before him was the scientist, so he left them all alone and returned to heaven.
But not for long, because, as he was an expert in human nature, he came up with a clever strategy.
He returned again and said, "You must be a genius, sir, to have achieved such perfect reproductions of yourself; nevertheless I have found that your work has a flaw, a single and tiny flaw."
The scientist leapt up and yelled: "Impossible! Where is the flaw ? ".
“Right here,” the angel replied as he took the scientist from among his reproductions and took him with him. "All it takes to discover the ""ego"" is a word of flattery or criticism.".
The Frog Prayer Anthony de Mello.
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