Why scurry

about looking for the truth?

It vibrates in every thing and every

not-thing, right off the tip of your

nose. Can you be still and

see it in the mountain?

The pine tree?

Yourself?

Don't imagine

that you'll discover it

by accumulating more knowledge.

Knowledge creates doubt, and doubt

makes you ravenous for more

knowledge. You can't get full

eating this way.

The wise

person dines

on something more subtle:

He eats the understanding

that the named was born from

the unnamed, that all being flows

from non-being, that the describable

world emanates from an indescribable

source. He finds this subtle truth

inside his own self,

and becomes

completely

content.

So who can

be still and watch

the chess game of the world?

The foolish are always making

impulsive moves, but the wise know

that victory and defeat are decided by

something more subtle. They see

that something perfect exists

before any move

is made.

This subtle

perfection deteriorates when

artificial actions are taken, so be

content not to disturb the

peace.