Posted April 2, 2019

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One’s nature cannot be spoken of as internal or external.
— Ch’eng I (1033-1109)
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THE WINTER OF OUR DISCOMBOBULEMENT
M. K. Morton
With flights and reservations,
Schools and formal card invitations,
Concerts and presentations–
It was all cancellations.
A season of unwarranted forecasts triggering snowstorm panic-attacks,
But the white stuff didn’t show much in bulk:
So many false alarms
Turned out pretty much signals of Christmas card charms.
For the street-maintenance department anything like a call-to-arms
Gone mute. Meteorologists their credit have maxed
While weather channel folk have been sighted in overcast broad sulk;
Too quick to anticipate a blizzard,
The subsequent immediate thaw strikes them as absolutely wizard,
For the confused fauna in the winking frost have left ambiguous tracks.
Each snowfall update bulletin a quirk,
Commuters regularly on time getting into work.
The kiddies’ sleds unwaxed, very few new snowmobiles taxed.
With the flurries sprinkled like talcum,
Rivers hard-pressed to muster much of a film.
Arena parking lots a collapsed slalom.
Backyard skating rinks
Occult as the sphinx.
Shovels not needed, what’s to shirk?
Since the season indulges in double-talk,
We might as well sleep-walk.
But with winters coming on so tricky, who could refuse
Spot spring sporting its ruses:
Equivocally hinting to how far behind it may lurk,
Wintry matters further confuses.
If we cannot crafty crafting time completely outfox,
We can at least modestly counter his attempts us to flummox.
Eat your hearts out snow-removal crews.
And like us scavenge for clues
As to what climate the absent vernal equinox,
Long-spoon stirring in its lukewarm cauldron, brews.
But don’t expect to see it on the news.
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Change has neither thought nor action, because it is in the state of absolute quiet and inactivity, and when acted on, it immediately penetrates all things.
— I Ching … ‘Book of Changes’ (probably compiled from the fifth or sixth century BCE to the third or fourth century BCE).
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Photo:
Kano Takanobu –with Tetsuzan Sodon (calligrapher)– HOTEI, 1616. Hanging scroll, ink and colour on paper. The Metropolitan Museum, New York.
Curatorial Record:
Hotei (Chinese: Budai), a popular figure in the Zen pantheon, is often depicted as a chubby, good-humored monk carrying a large sack. A semihistorical figure, he is believed to have lived in southern China in the late ninth century and was eventually recognized as a manifestation of Miroku (Sanskrit: Maitreya), the Buddha of the Future.
The inscription is excerpted from a eulogy by the Song-dynasty Daoist master Bai Yuchan (1194-1229), who integrated Chan (Zen) teachings of enlightenment into his teachings. The inscription reads:
Hotei’s sack encompasses the Great Emptiness.
Holding a staff, he tramps around 3,000 villages.
Miroka claps his hands, and laughs –ha, ha!
The bright moon shines, the wind disappears.
The above poem is hy the master
of Sanyin Monastary,
brushed by Tetsuzan Sādonsai, aged 85,
at Dairyū in Temple in Kyoto.
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Only through spirit is there speed without hurry and the destination reached without travel.
— I Ching … Book of Changes (compiled from the fifth or sixth century BCE to the third or fourth century BCE)
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A massive cultural literacy movement that is not imposed, but which springs from within is called for.
— Edward T. Hall (1976)
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If one extends knowledge to the utmost, one will have wisdom. Having wisdom, one can make choices.
— Ch’eng I (1033-1107)
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Photo:
Joseph Beuys, ‘How To Explain Pictures To A Dead Hare’ –Galerie Schmela, Düseldorf, 26 November 1965.
● Using honey on my head and face I am naturally doing something that is concerned with thought. The human capacity is not to give honey, but to think –to give ideas. In this way the deathlike character of thought is made living again. Honey is doubtless a living substance.
— Joseph Beuys
● The things you think about determine the quality of your mind. Your soul takes on the colour of your thoughts.
— Marcus Aurelius (d. 169 CE)
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The field of force is the present actuality of a field of possibilities which strive to actualize themselves.
— Kurt Riezler (1940)
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The true words of the absolute truth are that things are neither existent or nonexistent.
— Seng-chao (384-414)
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There is no self-awareness in ecosystems, no language, no consciousness, and no culture; and therefore no justice and democracy; but also no greed or dishonesty.
— Fritjof Capra (1956)
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