Or Zen of Tao
The Tao is that which is natural
The Zen is that which is the essence
The Tao of Zen is that which is natural in its all essentials
The Zen of Tao is that which is the essence of all that is natural
Tao of Zen
That which is essential may not be thoroughly natural
And that which is unnatural may not be wholly embraceable
And therefore we are left which is embraceably natural
And we live life which is naturally bareable.
Zen of Tao
The Tao is the natural way
That which flow with the tides and the wind
And the energy and Chi which courses through
Our veins and brains and then
We feel we are awake, alive
And Zen, basic and ultimate
Sorry, the above is an immediate reaction to the comments by walla about things which seem so impossible to grasp as if they are so intimately intertwined. But then when we dispense with thoughts and logic and we learn to feel, we realise that we really do know without thinking when we think we are all so knowing. To realise is to realise but the truth, and the truth can be pretty or ugly depending on your sense of hygiene. And hygiene is a modern concept propagated to reduce the immunity of human beings so that more medicines can be consumed and render our health absolutely deplorable such that we can lie in bed and not having to work with perfect excuse. But idleness is not heaven when the mind cannot rest, and that is why the emptiness is that which we strive for, running on empty, running into the blank haze, completely on trust and by instinct, when the senses are heightened and logic loses its grip.
So, what do we really do in life. Do we follow the daily news which gets nastier and nastier as if this is what the viewers want, or do we get in touch with ourselves, say hello to us and rest peaceful when our stomachs are neither too full or completely empty. Oh, how nice is it is feel nothing, when there is no pain from the sting of angry wasps nor envious men. It is when we go with the flow in apparent nothingness that there is inner quiet when money is a chore and ideas are a pain. But a little stir gives us thoughts which actualise into actions which we hope we do no harm to others or ourselves. We do not write things for public consumption which we regret later. It is hard to know when we write stupid things, especially when we try to write things which we have not read anyone else having written before and we try very hard not to plagiarise without proper acknowledgement. We cannot be too careful in public, and then we withdraw into our own privacy.
But, really, the world news today are nothing new. They are what have been expected in the months and years before, when past actions produce effects which are long in ripening. The flooding of the world with American dollars to shore up the national accounts while worsening the welfare of many in the name of good economic policy. The experts have no good ideas, only old ideas in dull minds trying to look depress as if in apology. Those on boats are happy as the tide rises, while those whose feet are on the ground are getting all wet. Even Noah's ark shall rest on the mountain top surrounded by scenes of destruction. Even those who survive shall suffer.
As the son tries to hold onto power, the jesters play their funny tunes trying to look smart. The people are not fooled, for they can feel the rising tide. While the rich drink themselves to death, the poor scrounge around the bins looking to empty bottles. Good food is reduced to pulp for the juice to be burned in cars, while the acid in the stomachs of the poor drills a hole through the wall. Words are written which are not worth reading, and thoughts crumble to dust which spread like worms in the net. Words are spoken which jar the ears, and the people look but refuse to see. We therefore shut up and contribute silence to the noisy world, so that no bad thought arises.
When the Tao becomes Zen
The Zen is the Tao
That which is basic and natural
Is the way to go.