When I was nineteen years old I bought myself a copy of the Tao Te Ching. I carried it with me in my backpack, hitch-hiking around the country. I read in it but little. Over the years, moving here and there — Washington DC, Austin, DC, Flagstaff, DC, Boulder, Dallas,Continue Reading
The Tao Te Ching is full of kings who left realms vast behind, Like atoms who with tiny qualms from molecules unbind. — Qualiens
The world is a beautiful place, or sublime. It is always reaching towards ideals or falling away from them, into decay. We see both the beautiful and the sublime, our ideals and their imperfection, in the blossom of a flower, a city, a work of art, or a war. InContinue Reading