May 10, 2013

Call Me Ishmael



 
Herman Melville wrote in the novel Moby Dick; Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.” I will humbly add that getting connected to the Dao is a fulfilling remedy as well when the nights are long and cold, and the footing is unsure.

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