The Ego is so adept at adding things on
to increase its dysfunctional self.
It is hard to be sure that a Man
is truly acting
without ego
or whether he is acting the role of a man
who is truly acting without ego.

Certainly, the religions of the World
all came into existence
to purify the world of ego
yet have ended up as pyramids
with super-egos sitting on top
using the original teachings
to consolidate their precarious positions
and feed/gorge themselves and their allies.

Maybe, in the end, to gain
the final purification from ego
requires the giving up of all distinctions
of separateness,
including the words which label their separateness.

The Tao is forever undefined.
Small though it is in unformed state,
it cannot be grasped.

Once the whole is divided,
the parts need names.
But one must know when to stop.
Knowing when to stop averts trouble.

Tao, in the world, is like a river
flowing home to the sea.

The Tao
Khaos
Voidness
The Abyss
That which gapes wide open,
is vast and empty… even of words.

Silence
into which words… the finest words
disappear into
Healing.

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