Cleverness, After All, Has Its Limitations. Its

Under Confucianism, The Use Of Precisely Measured Court Music, Prescribed Steps, Actions, And Phrases All Added Up To An Extremely Complex System Of Rituals, Each Used For A Particular Purpose At A Particular Time.

Everything Has Its Own Place And Function. That Applies To People, Although Many Don't Seem To Realize It, Stuck As They Are In The Wrong Job, The Wrong Marriage, Or The Wrong House. When You Know And Respect Your Inner Nature, You Know Where You Belong. You Also Know Where You Don't Belong.

From The State Of The Uncarved Block Comes The Ability To Enjoy The Simple And The Quiet, The Natural And The Plain. Along With That Comes The Ability To Do Things Spontaneously And Have Them Work, Odd As That May Appear To Others At Times. As Piglet Put It In Winnie-the-pooh, "pooh Hasn't Much Brain, But He Never Comes To Any Harm. He Does Silly Things And They Turn Out Right."

The Honey Doesn't Taste So Good Once It Is Being Eaten; The Goal Doesn't Mean So Much Once It Is Reached; The Reward Is No So Rewarding Once It Has Been Given. If We Add Up All The Rewards In Our Lives, We Won't Have Very Much. But If We Add Up The Spaces *between* The Rewards, We'll Come Up With Quite A Bit. And If We Add Up The Rewards *and* The Spaces, Then We'll Have Everything - Every Minute Of The Time That We Spent.

Lots Of People Talk To Animals... Not Very Many Listen, Though... That's The Problem.