"no one really knows exactly what happens when we think therefore we can never really ever know anything"

[girlinpink]

Quick update: I don't feel like shit anymore. I don't really know how I feel about anything, yet I wouldn't call myself confused. Lost maybe.

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[yourworstfriend]

No, I'm not referring to Sage Francis. I'm referring to the definition of sage as I know it. I suppose most of my own definition has been formed by the Tao Teh Ching. She refers to not knowing how she feels about anything, and not being confused, but feeling more lost. As one of my favorite chapters of the Tao Te Ching says on the sage:

20. BEING DIFFERENT FROM ORDINARY MEN

The sage is often envied
because others do not know
that although he is nourished by the Tao,
like them, he too is mortal.

He who seeks wisdom is well advised
to give up academic ways,
and put an end to striving.
Then he will learn that yes and no
are distinguished only by distinction.

It is to the advantage of the sage
that he does not fear what others fear,
but it is to the advantage of others
that they can enjoy the feast,
or go walking, free of hindrance,
through the terraced park in spring.

The sage drifts like a cloud,
having no specific place.
Like a newborn babe before it smiles,
he does not seek to communicate.
In the eyes of those
who have more than they need,
the sage has nothing, and is a fool,
prizing only that which of the Tao is born.

The sage may seem to be perplexed,
being neither bright nor clear,
and to himself, sometimes he seems
both dull and weak, confused and shy.
Like the ocean at night,
he is serene and quiet,
but as penetrating as the winter wind.