XPost: alt.philosophy.zen, alt.buddha.short.fat.guy, alt.philosophy.taoism   
   From: wudao@wuji.net   
      
   Ned wrote:   
      
   >I think this is tail. What we are doing is the tail.   
      
   To speak invokes it.   
   Speaking of silence doesn't silence it.   
      
   > If there were   
   >no one here, and each of us were on a desert island, there   
   >would still be the tail.   
      
   Thinking about it wags it.   
      
   When it's gone, it's gone.   
   Along with the rest of what it was attached to.   
      
   That doesn't entail it's not fun to pin it.   
   Zen always was a mite pesky at that.   
      
   After Cook Ting was finished,   
   there was the soup that was served.   
      
   Life goes on.   
   He didn't just cut up oxen to cut them apart.   
   He used the whole ox. Tail and all.   
      
   Some prefer the brain, some the neck,   
   some the tail. Chicken feet are another story.   
      
   Good walking across the Road leaves no tracks.   
   Especially when on the other side.   
   As if there were one.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)