2992.
 This new found notoriety had a salutary effect on the Cantaloupe Man. 
These events which launched his new occupation, that of the resident 
seer of the monastery, happened when he was seventy years old, and at 
the time, as was mentioned above, he was in an obvious decline, and 
seemed to be both loosing his strength, and more alarming, developing 
new and unwanted capacities indicative of weak mindedness.
 2993.
 But as he became aware of the respect his sayings received he began to 
develop a new self-confidence, and one might almost say there appeared a
 trace of pride, if not actual arrogance in his behavior. Up until the 
death of the archbishop of Milan, everyone’s behavior toward the 
cantaloupe man seemed to murmur, “Be gone, die now old man, no use to 
anyone anymore, and an embarrassment to all of us.”
 2994.
 Now however, everyone’s actions toward the Cantaloupe Man seemed to say
 the opposite, meeting a fellow monk in the pathway of the rose gardens 
someone he knew for many a year might say, “Good morning brother,” and 
in the tone of the greeting was the undercurrent of the idea, long life 
and prosperity to you, you are a great asset to our tribe.
2995. It is my humble opinion that this type of respect and appreciation is the single explanation for people living to ninety years old and more.  The opposite treatment, which had been grinding the old murmurer down for many a year, was the cause of just the opposite effect. It is as if disrespect and aversion is an invitation to suicide, and the body, over time, seems to obey the invitation in its own way.




 
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