This is it. Now it has shifted, changed. It is still it.
Named then it is not it, but one seeming interpretation. Seeking something fitting a fixed name or definition is impossible. This nameless, formless, does nothing but change.
Change is relative to what? Change is not relative to a fixedness, or fixed observer. There is no fixed thing, no observer. Observation is a moving, a shifting, a changing.
We are a swirling dance. Not one thing, vast as the universe, as small as light, is still, fixed or unchanging.
These are fixed answers, fixed truths. And so false. Yet in proclaiming truth while admitting falseness, they are both invalid and, in our case here, most valid.
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Tao Wow | Daily Cup of Tao
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