Friday, September 23, 2011

running on empty

When full of ourselves we are of no use,
bloated saturates staggering around the universe.
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  1. George BreedSeptember 23, 2011 at 2:05 AM

    Thirty spokes converge on a hub
    but it's the emptiness
    that makes a wheel work
    pots are fashioned from clay
    but it's the hollow
    that makes a pot work
    windows and doors are carved for a house
    but it's the spaces
    that make a house work
    existence makes something useful
    but nonexistence makes it work
    -- Tao Te Ching (tr. Red Pine)

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  2. PatrickSeptember 23, 2011 at 9:23 AM

    As I read your posts above, I noticed my mind was silent. Thanks for the blessing of the emptiness.

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