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An excerpt from Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching (translated by: Ralph Alan Dale)
Verse 2: Relativity
We know good because there is evil.
Being and not being, having and not having, create each other.
Difficult and easy,
long and short, high and low,
define each other, just as before and after follow each other.
The dialectic of sound gives voice to music,
always transforming "is" from "was
as the ancestors of "to be."
The wise teach without telling,
allow without commanding,
have without possessing, care without claiming.
In this way we harvest eternal importance
because we never announce it.
-Sand Fractals
the skinny line
A skinny
line
is all that
separates
the center
of sanity
and
social
acceptance.
Questions
stir
pots that
never come
to boil,
and impatience
distances
the needed
action
to act.
A fatter line steals
more than the starving help.
Grasping at what is insight with
arthritic tips, to have them slapped away
by rightful owners. Wanting only to know
what it feels like to sit outside this place and its
constant view… structured or misconstrued.
The questions that came to collide brought nothing of substance.
So the help takes what they can and leaves, never to report again.
If there is a place of peace, away from the struggle seen in the streets and meadows,
then this lead weight of finance may relax the choke it holds on the common man.
So many objects wanted to be obtained, walling this maze we call “gathering age.”
Hand me paper, to give me bricks. From this transaction cement will be mixed.
Apply the layers of foundations of pockets. Lost in the leaves that crumble under feet. Building a house of cards to settle and nest.
Our piece of the golden egg in stacks and piles,
all for the purpose to purchase something, somewhere, sometime.
Taught from birth what to want,
is this evolution? Or is just that an afterthought?
Copyright 04/09 (EAP)
