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|    Re: No escape    |
|    11 Oct 16 03:26:33    |
   
   XPost: alt.philosophy.taoism, alt.philosophy.zen   
   From: wudao@wuji.net   
      
   Ummmmmmm wondered:   
   > {:-]))) wrote:   
   >   
   >> Either it dew oar it does knot.   
   >   
   >Perhaps you can elucidate, for the benefit of the uninitiated.   
   >How does "dew" (water on the grass at night) "oar" (thing for propelling   
   >a rowboat) and "knot" fit into the context of, or add meaning to, the   
   >conversation we're having?   
      
   The meanings of words are not fixed.   
   A sentence means something, in a context.   
      
   The meaning means some thing to you,   
   or it does not mean some thing to you,   
   depending on what you hold that thing to be.   
      
   How you see is how you see.   
   The meanings are such as they are.   
   A meaning is a meaning. Another is another.   
      
   The conversation we're having has jumped around a bit.   
      
   You seem to have experienced some light, inside a room,   
   inside of you, that your living Master gave you the key to.   
      
   And you would like everyone to find that same light,   
   that you say is inside everyone, but, in your view,   
   only a living Master can provide the key to.   
      
   As I see your view, if someone does not declare   
   that they have met a living Master who has given them the key   
   to the secret place that is inside of everyone, then,   
   that someone cannot possibly know what it is   
   you are referring to.   
      
   What you are referring can't be found in a book.   
   That is a presumption you bring to the table.   
      
   Either what I write, forms, as dew, inside your mind,   
   and you see what I'm referring to, or it does knot,   
   and you do not see what I'm referring to.   
      
   You, as far as I am able to determine   
   see very little light inside of me. You have written that.   
      
   So you do see it. It has formed, as the dew, in your mind.   
      
   But, the way I write what I write does knot inside your mind.   
   And you do not see the same light to any great extent.   
      
   Even though it is the exact same light, presumably,   
   that is inside you, and in everyone, and its meanings form   
   as dew, you do knot those meanings and do not see it.   
      
   >To me it sounds like nonsense. I have to listen to the sound, and   
   >translate back to "Either it does or it doesn't"   
      
   That is one meaning. Given the sound.   
   The words are jam-packed with lots of layers.   
   As the width of poety at length and in depth.   
   What you get out of them is what you get.   
   What you see in them is what you see.   
      
   >Why didn't you say that in the first place? Could've saved me the bother.   
      
   Either it forms, as the dew, or it does knot, as it does when you do   
   take the meanings you gather, such as you do, and the meanings   
   do not mean what they might because you knot them   
   as you do, to the dew, as the meanings dew.   
      
   The meanings and the light is there, in everyone.   
   They are in Tang and Tang's words. They are in noname, Ned,   
   brian, Kitty, lliaM, Marquard and all others who are other   
   than yourself when you see them as others.   
      
   When you see them as yourself, as they dew, as they form,   
   as they are the lights of the world as they shine, then,   
   perhaps you will see and not knot, or knot them   
   in a fancy bow tie as you present them to   
   yourself, in your own mind as a present   
   or as a gift, as you oar your way   
   up or down a stream as such.   
      
   At present. In every present.   
      
   Inside your own present.   
   They are a gift, to you, if you see them   
   as having the same light as you.   
      
   No matter if they ever knew a living Master.   
   Nor matter if that light is hidden in a book.   
   Between the lines of words written.   
   If you read between them.   
      
   And see in them   
   the same light as inside you.   
      
   Such presents a few keys of the sentence   
   that you are sentenced to read as you   
   read the sentence and sentence yourself   
   to what you see as meaning in the sentence.   
      
   Either you dew and it does as they dew   
   and you can oar your way through it   
   or it does knot and you can't untie it.   
      
   If you are so knotted up   
   and presume only a living Master has a key   
   then that knot is on you and in you.   
      
   And it could be, that's the secret place   
   inside of you that only a living Master can unlock.   
   It appears to be locked very tight in you.   
   Yet the light in you shines, sparkles,   
   as the Sun in the dew thru what   
   is called Indra's Net, here,   
   across crosposts and   
   may not know if   
   you know   
   dew.   
      
   Whatever meaning you read in to   
   and get out of what you see   
   is what you see and what you oar   
   as the meanings may dew   
   or as they do knot.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   
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