You seek the dao, not seeing it. You grasp emptiness with your hands, and do not touch it. You beg for instruction on the dao but do not hear it. All because you believe there is a “you” to do these things. “You” are hollow reeds, the dao is the wind that blows across them, life and death are the sound ...
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You seek the dao, not seeing it. You grasp emptiness with your hands, and do not touch it. You beg for instruction on the dao but do not hear it. All because you believe there is a “you” to do these things. “You” are hollow reeds, the dao is the wind that blows across them, life and death are the sound ...