October 23rd, 2016

  • trevoke


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.
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.

The first version is from the Fortune files. The second version is the Beatrice Tao.

The Tao Is Tao (175)



                                                               After the end
                                                    and before the beginning,
                                          we searched across the silent wastes.
                                                     From horizon to horizon
                                                              we saw only
                                                             and we knew:
                                                      we had akways been,
                                                      we had never existed.

                                                                              -- Jos Stabbert