mite wrote:
> aye wrote:
>> Rubard wrote:
>>> Rubard wrote:
>>>> aye wrote:
>>>> > one wrote of how:
>>>> >
>>>> > >Fei-chang dao are an other story.
Dualistic by nature, ziran/tzu-jan eh.
>>>> > From not-always dao to
>>>> > not the Eternal Dao can
>>>> > may suggest a can exists.
Kinda like a box of rogs. Well said
Froggy who knew his well very well
now we know, we meaning he and a
turtle named Caguama knew.
>Translators, at times, some translators that is who are
>translating the line Romanized as, dao ke dao fei chang dao,
>may choose to capitalize, using big letters in other words, Dao
>but not all three dao at the same time.
Why knot.
Dao ke Dao fei Chang Dao may
mean the exact same Ding when the
kitchen guy named Kitchen Guy and his
surname, Ding, was a thing carving oxen.
The bull that is the bull isn't always the Bull
reminds one of how many oxen were cows now.
An ox that is an ox isn't necessarily a cow.
https://billingsfarm.org/wp/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/whats-an-ox-anyway.pdf
<< Have you ever wondered what
exactly is an ox? Put simply, an ox (or oxen
if you’re talking about more than one), is
any cattle over four years of age that has
been trained to do work. >>
Learning and unlearning could be fun!
<< Any breed
of cattle can be trained to become an ox,
although some breeds are better suited to it
than others. >>
He was a good ox, as was she. Trained, domesticated
in other words to do work, they were not at play
as much as other cattle who being wild were
children, and one was a wild child.
Suddenly, and without warning, a chill breeze appeared
saying as it said in the Zhuangzi about how things argh.
http://www.daoisopen.com/ZZ2.html
<< "When the Great Clod (the earth) belches vapors, it's called the
wind. That's only the beginning. Then it proceeds to rage and make
loud noises through all the valleys and holes on earth.
Haven't you ever heard the sounds of the wind blowing?
In the awesome elegant mountain forests there are huge trees
surrounded by crevices and caves which are like noses, like mouths,
like ears, like sockets, like goblets, like mortars, like canals, like
sewers. Roaring, screeching, shouting, sucking, wailing, howling,
whistling, growling, the headwinds sing "Yoooh!", and the tailwinds
sing "Yaaah!" The soft winds contribute the undertones, and the strong
winds contribute the overtones.
The harsh winds blow through all the empty holes and caves.
Haven't you ever been an audience to this harmonious melody,
to these peculiar sounding instruments?" >>
- aum ... Thanks! Cheers!