u/WuWeiOtter

Does it exist?

Another question that will probably be pretty much ignored again, or, invite callous smackdowns lol But I care not. Why should Anyone be afraid to ask among our peers and seniors? It is a way to learn. So here goes another one that, along my path, seems to trip me up and keep me "inmyownwei"... haaa!:

Yes, the Tao is All, is everything we can and can't know. It doesn't judge, right, it just IS. Yin and Yang, and all that.

And judgement... according to Who, or What, anyway? Probably none of that in Tao teachings.

I certainly try not to judge. But being human, there are reactive feelings when certain things happen... in the world, to my neighbors, among friends, family, ALL Beings.

Is there no moral concept at all?

I don't believe in "karma". The parts about allowing other Beings to suffer or you will interfere with their karma etc etc... I just can't.

But is there no cosmic retribution for, for instance, wanton cruelty, destruction?

No sense that what is good ( again, yes, according to Who, or What? ) should prevail?

And where would this goodness prevail at all anyway?

Does it all just play out as it will, regardless of anything, onward, forever? A big empty blank where hope and mercy and goodness exists in other belief systems?

• typo edits!

Hi peeps. Out walking and took a picture ( cannot post images here, but don't know why yet ) :

A local beach... low mountains in background...

A narrow stretch of pebbled sand, bordered on my left by a small cliff face. To my right is the sea. Behind me, no one... a lighthouse far off behind a foggy veil. Ahead, sandpipers wade about, some taking flight... Air is wonderfully chilly, misty, scented, breezy, refreshing.

Walking along, I am filled with weirdness lol. Nothing in particular... very generalized senses of melancholy mixed with gratitude mixed with regret mixed with peace mixed with excitement mixed with a relaxed state... just everything and nothing together.

Humans are so dependent upon words.

I trip over them all the time, as I juggle them and try to make sense of them... the words of others, yah, but also my own. They often come spilling out before ready to pour gracefully, to land where intended, instead of making a mess.

Well, haha! I even tried to change my Reddit username to reflect this, but renaming not allowed. Maybe a new account should happen.

ANYway guys... sometines words just *happen*... they fly like birds and I try to capture them in my net before they escape into the sea spray.

Nothing profound like stuff I sometimes see in here. Maybe with some "polish" haha

I enjoyed these words received while walking yesterday. Hope you don't mind if I share them here. Scrolling away is ok too! ...

Birds... are sand.

Sand... is trees.

Trees are seashells.

Seashells are mountains.

Mountains are little sand fleas.

Little sand fleas are clouds.

Clouds are agates.

Agates are sea mist.

Sea Mist is motion.

Motion is stillness.

Stillness is sound.

Sound is quiet.

Quiet is feeling.

Feeling is nothing.

Nothing is everything.

Everything is.