XPost: alt.philosophy.taoism, alt.philosophy.zen   
   From: nottony.nokingsbury@ngmail.com   
      
   On 9/10/2016 1:17 AM, {:-]))) wrote:   
   > Ummmmmmm wrote:   
   >> {:-]))) wrote:   
   >>> Ummmmmmm wrote:   
   >>>   
   >>>> Inner peace and tranquillity are stalking you through the labyrinths of   
   >>>> your history and your storehouses of ideas.   
   >>>   
   >>> When you say, you, I suppose you mean, you.   
   >>>   
   >>> My inner peace and tranquility don't stalk me.   
   >>> They are always there, calm and serene. They are what I am.   
   >>>   
   >>>> Be still for a while. Let   
   >>>> them find you. They're not scary.   
   >>>   
   >>> When you say you, maybe you mean, someone else.   
   >>> Perhaps you are speaking, in your own mind, in general.   
   >>>   
   >>> Where I may say, some, you might say, you.   
   >>> As if you are actually talking to me, but really aren't.   
   >>>   
   >>>> Happiness isn't a trap.   
   >>>   
   >>> By saying that, you seem to be thinking it is, for someone else.   
   >>>   
   >>>> Be still and listen.   
   >>>   
   >>> Why say such a thing? To whom are you speaking?   
   >>> I'm still here. I'm still listening. To you. To what you say.   
   >>> And how you say it.   
      
   You are not listening to what I say - you are studying the way I say it.   
   Your only interest seems to be "Is this Taoism? Or isn't it?"   
   Which is why you are so anxious to know whether I've read Lao-Tzu or   
   Chuang-Tzu.   
      
   In other words, you are trying to determine whether I'm orthodox, or a   
   heretic. Possibly, if you decide I'm orthodox, you might try to   
   understand what I'm saying - but only a little bit. Just enough to   
   correct my translations against your translations.   
      
   I've got news for you. Lao Tzu was a heretic. He never read the Tao te   
   Ching. Still, somehow, he managed to be enlightened. Someone out of the   
   kindness of their heart, gave him "the mysterious power" to open and   
   close the Gate of Heaven.   
    From being a chook in a cage waiting to be eaten, he became a hawk   
   flying free.   
      
   >>   
   >> You don't listen to me. You haven't heard a word I've said.   
   >   
   > I do listen and have been hearing. I am still.   
   > Still here. And listening.   
   >   
   >> You're so busy studying my arrogance & my rudeness - so annoyed by the   
   >> fact that I like to pretend I might know a secret that you don't - so   
   >> involved in checking my looking-glass-logic - that you haven't spared a   
   >> thought for what I might be trying to say.   
   >   
   > All I was asking is, why are you saying and to whom are you speaking.   
   >   
   > It looks as if you are talking to me, but, if so, you are not   
   > listening to me nor hearing what I said.   
   >   
   >> That's OK.It's all good fun, & it's been a real pleasure meeting with you.   
   >   
   > It seems as though you are talking to someone who isn't happy.   
   >   
   > Or who is not still and does not listen. As you give your advice.   
   >   
   > You wrote: " Inner peace and tranquillity are stalking you through the   
   > labyrinths of your history and your storehouses of ideas."   
   >   
   > To which I responded as I responded.   
   >   
   > You had said, forget about Tang and others, and let's talk   
   > to each other instead of in generalities using words such as,   
   > some people, etc.   
   >   
   > And so, when you use the word, you,   
   > I would assume you are talking to me, personally.   
   >   
   > If you would like to write a book about how inner peace   
   > is stalking someone, perhaps a picture book, then that is   
   > what you would like to write. And how you might speak.   
   >   
   > If you want to talk with me, personally, you might not assume   
   > whatever it is you are assuming about me.   
   >   
   > I don't think you have any secret that I don't.   
   >   
   > What gave you that impression?   
   >   
      
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