To Tao A Tao
on Dec 16 in Philosophy, Politics by T.M. CoalA student asked his sage one day, “Can you tell me about the Way?”
Teacher replied with empty eyes, eyes that held all meanings, “it is in you but lies outside, it is simple but more complex than all of life, it is a puddle in which we can play and an ocean where we can drown.
To divide it is to destroy it but when you look at it you can sense endless parts.
Because of it all things rise and because of it all things fall. It is all and nothing, black and white, left and right, full and devoid of any, yet it contains not one paradox.
To name it is to taint it and pit it against itself. To know it is to touch it and to touch it is to begin to digest endlessness.
Age does not apply to it and neither does youth; time is a child it predates and its predating has no end.
It is not God but then it also is, it is not man but it also is, it is ‘what is not’ and it is ‘what is’.
Fools cry, “foolish nonsense!” when they hear it, ordinary men tune in and out of its melody, and the wisest of men spend the rest of life lose amid all of its immaculate fineries.
Like unto nothing and yet understood by beholding anything, it is the creator of logic and the destroyer of reason, the Father of understanding and the Mother of misunderstanding. Understand?”
The pupil replies, “I am lost”
Teacher replies, “That is a good start”.
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