Microkhan by Brendan I. Koerner

A Koan for Our Times

April 10th, 2013 · No Comments

Apologies for the sporadic posting these last couple of weeks. I’m neck deep in a million things as the book nears publication, including those all-important updates on Skyjacker of the Day. Fear not, though, this enterprise still lives, and posts shall be issuing at more traditional rate starting early next week.

For the moment, though, I’d like to direct your attention to this Utican tale of a mass-murder survivor, which delves into one of Microkhan’s favorite issues: how a brush with catastrophic death alters the soul. The protagonist of the story, a 66-year-old barber whose co-worker was killed, is obviously still coming to grips with why he was spared, and how he should proceed with the precious time he has remaining. There’s a point in the story where he flicks at the notion of karmic reward, but I much prefer the inquisitive sentiment he expresses in the kicker:

Seymour knows there wasn’t much difference between him and the other well-respected and much-loved men who died that day.

“So what saved you?” Seymour’s mother asked her son.

“He missed,” Seymour replied.

Out of the mouths of the nearly murdered, wisdom flows.


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