Three Joined as One


Look, it cannot be seen – it is beyond form.
Listen, it cannot be heard – it is beyond sound.
Grasp, it cannot be held – it is intangible.
These three are indefinable;
Therefore they are joined in one.
From above it is not bright;
From below it is not dark:
An unbroken thread beyond description.
It returns to nothingness.
The form of the formless,
The image of the imageless,
It is called indefinable and beyond imagination.
Stand before it and there is no beginning.
Follow it and there is no end.
Stay with the ancient Tao,
Move with the present.
Knowing the ancient beginning is the essence of Tao.

 

Lao Tzu: Tao Te Ching
Chapter 14

Translated by Gia-Fu Feng  馮家福  (1919–1985) and Jane English (1942 – )
Vintage Books, 1989

Sixth Story: Depository

Cuban snipers, shots from a grassy knoll—
Crowds, Commies, handled by remote control;
That cheap mail-order Italian rifle:
Strange trajectories of truth to stifle . . .
Dancing bullets; dead brains with bodies switched
Witnesses threatened, Feds who later snitched;
Intelligence decentralized: the man
An obstacle to their warmonger plan.

The spooky trails fan out toward Vietnam
As villages combust in flaming palm
Then back to factories that crank out arms
That drive the starving peasants off their farms
To keep our military budgets flush
By giving us insurgent troops to crush.

Oswald’s time behind the iron curtain
Leads us to admit: one thing’s uncertain—
Who rewarded Lee for his defection,
Set him up, yet still escapes detection?
When poor Lee Harvey’s payday rolled around
He cashed his final paycheck underground.

So here’s to sexy starlets lying dead
And pert reporters silenced in their bed.
And wouldn’t you, oh taxpayer, love to know
Where trillions of your hard-earned dollars go.

 

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