Thursday, November 18, 2010

Chapter 52- Holding the Postition

I think this is trying to say that if you only hold on to the core of something (The Tao) for instance, you will know the most important things about it. If you believe and know the origin you will be safe and protected. When you see all the things the Tao is capable of you then can see the Tao as a whole. One must just free themselves for misinterpretation and judgement.. and once they do this.. they will see everything.


In the beginning was the Tao.
All things issue from it;
all things return to it.

To find the origin,
trace back the manifestations.
When you recognize the children
and find the mother,
you will be free of sorrow.

If you close your mind in judgements
and traffic with desires,
your heart will be troubled.
If you keep your mind from judging
and aren't led by the senses,
your heart will find peace.

Seeing into darkness is clarity.
Knowing how to yield is strength.
Use your own light
and return to the source of light.
This is called practicing eternity.

Friday, November 12, 2010

The Tao Chapter 2

I think it is trying to say that the whole world already has a comprehension of things before they are explained and once they are explained the definition loses its value. And it looses its value because once you know something.. it no longer contains its wholesomeness and it can gain a negative connotation. Like with Beauty. The whole world does know beauty before it is explained, but once you learn what it is you can tell the difference between beautiful and ugly.. and what if everything is meant to be beautiful.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Narraration: A Kid Getting Pantsed

First Person:

I never knew how tough high school was going to be for me until today. I mean yeah, being a freshman already sets the bar pretty low, but still I had no idea what was coming for me. I just told myself that if i mined my own buisness and just tried to be as nice as i could people wouldn't pick on me. But now I know better. Two weeks has gone by and already a terrible set of events has happened: Some junior spilled his milk all over me, two senior girls shoved me in a locker, one senior guy put me in a trash can and three junior boys put my head in a toilet. They all tried to tell me it was just my freshman intiation, but that didn't make any of those cruel acts permissable. Anyways, today was by far the worst day of my life. I was minding my own buisness in the cafeteria when some gang of seniors, i'm not sure who, ran by me and did the unthinkable. It was only when i felt the gush of air i had not been able to feel before that i realized my pants were on the floor. And right in front of a group of sopomore girls! I had never felt so embarrased in all of my life. I didn't know what to do, I was stunned. So instead of running like i should've, I remained standing ther like a lame animal...

Third Person Limited:

It was a typical day. All the seniors were sitting in one section of the cafeteria, all the juniors in another and so on. Gossip was in the air, as usual, and the latest weekend scandal was flooding the room. What came next was completely unexpected. It was the group of sophomore girls who got the lucky show, or maybe it was unlucky. (?) In a blink of an eye his pants were on the ground. The culprits were already halfway out of the room by the time anyone knew what was going on. Trish Jenson was the one who screamed. After that, everyone's eyes were on him. He was as still as a Buckingham Guard. The entire table of sophmore girls were laughing so hard they were in tears, in addition to everyone else in the cafeteria at that time. Oddly enough, the kid didn't move.

Third Person Omni Present:

After his pants came down was when everyone could feel his pain. He knew he shouldn't have gone to school this morning, everything in his being had told him no, but he disobeyed. No matter how things had gone in the past few weeks he had hope. Hope that was now nothing but dust in the wind. The weird thing was, even though everyone was staring right at his most self-concious place, he didn't move. He was stunned. When something as mortifying as that happens, you are no longer in control. When someone becomes truly traumatized their normal bodily functions are out of order. He wanted to move, we all could tell, but he didn't. Instead he just stood there like a deer in headlights and let everyone make the situation a thousand times worse. He knew he was never going to be able to live this down, he knew that for the rest of his highschool career he would be the kid who got pants. And in that moment, in one blink of an eye, he had the solution. Switch schools...