I’d like to show you the Way.
Only I can’t.
Why?
Because if I showed it to you, it wouldn’t be the actual Way.
But by telling you that I can’t show you the Way, I am in fact showing you the Way. In a way.
What am I talking about? I have no fucking idea.
And that’s exactly why I know exactly what I’m talking about.
Why?
Because if I knew what I was talking about, I wouldn’t know what I was talking about.
But don’t take my word for it.
Find it yourself.
How?
By doing absolutely nothing.
And I mean that literally.
Don’t go out the door. Don’t even look out the window.
I don’t care if your neighbor is doing it right now with her blinds open—don’t look out that fucking window!
By not looking, you’ll know everything.
And by not doing, you’ll do everything, and nothing will remain undone.
(So the next time your wife sees you sitting on the couch doing nothing, calmly explain to her that you’re getting everything done.)
Abide by non-action in your own life, and stop there.
Don’t try to not-do everything.
Those who try to not-run the world are actually not not-doing.
Genuine non-action simply let’s the world be.
If leaders could keep this Way, everything would take care of itself.
But they’re intent on doing something.
In other words, they’re a bunch of fucking communists.
And the capitalists usually aren’t much better.
They try to convince us that we need this or we need that—and the next thing you know, we’re filling up our homes with a bunch of pet rocks, push up machines, and other shit that crowds out what we really need.
Most of the world’s misery comes from wanting or valuing the wrong things.
But people generally want almost everything. (Take my wife, for example.)
Suppose I were to offer someone the world in exchange for his health.
He would decline.
And yet, everywhere you look, some deluded asshole is risking just about everything—his health, well being, freedom, and life itself—in hopes of gaining less than 0.00000001% of the world.
But a person of the Way is content with the Way.
By knowing the relative importance of things and setting the proper value on his life, most of the world’s bullshit seems unimportant (—most notably, the number of diamonds on a Rolex. The Rolex itself, however, is pretty darn important.).
Using a trillion dollar bait to catch a one dollar fish—that is mankind’s $999,999,999,999 error.
Through not knowing, one can know contentment with the essentials—for those who know when they’ve had enough will always have enough, and those who don’t know when they’ve had enough won’t known when they’re adding more than they need and losing what they do need.
But the way of people is to torture themselves and sacrifice life’s realities to strive after empty gains, when they can just be human beings.
How is that any different from being chained in prison? (Aside from the fact that they don’t have to use the toilet in front of others.)
The Great Way is simple—but for some reason, people are fond of side paths.
When the palace is splendid, the granaries are empty; when the hall is filled with gold, the fields are weedy; and when the Picassos are real, the fucking toilet flush isn’t working.