tao te ching

Men are born soft and supple; Dead, they are stiff and hard. Plants are born tender and pliant; Dead, they are brittle and dry. Thus whoever is stiff and inflexible Is a disciple of death. Whoever is soft and yielding Is a disciple of life.
—  Lao Tzu, (Verse 76) Tao Te Ching
Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world.
—  Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world.
—  Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

i used to feel i was an alien in this strange, often overwhelming world called Earth. Until, i realized my own thoughts colour the universe, ultimately deciding its value—its worth. Therefore, i’m no more of an alien than a painter is to his canvass, brush or paint. All is merely an expression of purest consciousness, leaving no true distinctions between feeling lost or found or sinner and saint.
It is all a brilliant illusion.
It is all simply paint.

—me ॐ

i
sit
and
talk to
nature,
for she is
what she is
—always doing
that which she does
without wishing she weren’t,
or wishing she were;
never dreaming of what will be,
or what was.
Nature simply exists,
as she patiently
persists.
she is
wholly herself;
unfettered and without excuses.
i find myself,
jealous,
wishing that
—like her—
i could settle
peacefully into my innately
uncluttered
uses.
She teaches by example
how to simply
be
—to merely unfold like
sweet scented blossoms flowering
out from the branches
of a tree.
She clings to no thought.
Oblivious to any internal or external
battle ever to have been waged,
or to be fought.
Nature wants for nothing at all.
She teaches me
to shed the
leaves
of me,
in order to fully trust and to fall
into The Source
of all
—to meditate—
where i may exist
without any
forced
purpose.
Where
i gradually rediscover
myself as one with
all of nature;
far away
from
ego’s three ring circus.
At peace,
whether blooming
or showing signs of wither.
i can be one;
together
with
her.

—me ॐ