Contained Tè
Infinite Universe lie dormant on my lap,
And I don't know how to express them.
Oh inexplicable Joy

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself,
a Taoist will drop frozen dead from its posture
before it ever felt sorry for itself.

unashamedly inspired from a poetry from D.H. Lawrence.

I want to share a story. A story that will tell you how Taoism and Christainity are NOT the same thing. Is a story about my teacher, Bruce Kumar Frantzis.

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I wanted to write about something ( Read more... )

The laugh of immortals is cold at times ( Read more... )

This was to answer the question:
"If practicing Taoist meditations make the shadow come out, why do you do it at all?"

Dao of Dao is no Dao, so why ( Read more... )

I keep on writing superficial posts, as the big ones get churned inside.
I wrote a Cinquain as part of a Rengo.
I copy it here, with a small modification from the origina, as it refers to Taoist practice.
I know Mbanu will feel at home.

The body,
of a Taoist is,
A universal cosmo, with all.
Right eye is the Moon, left eye is the Sun.
Mix 'em.

the pussy, the cock, the battered bed ( Read more... )

Up and down along the yue river
I see signs of tiredness sadness and anger
who I ask, who
can guide me to heaven

Pietro

And then she asks me:
'do you fool alright?'
and I say 'yes,
I fool wanderful tonight.'