January 14th, 2013

goban
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4

The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled.
Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things!
Blunt the sharpness,
Untangle the knot,
Soften the glare,
Merge with dust.
Oh, hidden deep but ever present!
I do not know from whence it comes.
It is the forefather of the gods.
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How much Tao is there?
More than you'll ever need.
Use all you want,
there's plenty more
where that came from.

You can't see Tao, but it's there.
Damned if I know where it came from.
It's just always been around.
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The first version is from the Fortune files. The second version is the Beatrice Tao.

Chapter 4

4.1 The Way is unimpeded harmony; its potential may never be fully exploited.
4.2 It is as deep as the source of all things;
4.3 it blunts the edges, resolves the complications, harmonizes the light, assimilates to the world.
4.4 Profoundly still, it seems to be there:
4.5 I don't know whose child it is, before the creation of images.

         Thomas Cleary translation