Thursday, April 12, 2012

The Tao of Poo

This is the Zen approach: nothing is there to be done. There is nothing to do. One has just to be. Have a rest and be ordinary and be natural. Sit and contemplate the empty peanut butter jar. Eat and rest. Do not toil overmuch. For in the end we all end up the same. Worm food. I think I just farted.
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18 comments:

  1. Trooper YorkApril 12, 2012 at 3:09 PM

    I am thinking of starting a new series with a new batch of quotes from Titus.

    Strangely enough it is called the "The Tao of Poop."

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  2. chickelitApril 12, 2012 at 3:15 PM

    Tituscious say, China festering dengheap until they overlearn western ways.

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  3. chickelitApril 12, 2012 at 3:17 PM

    Is that Poodha in the photo?

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  4. chickelitApril 12, 2012 at 3:20 PM

    As far as the Zen sophistry quote? Margaret Thatcher had something to say about that:

    It used to be about trying to do something. Now it's about trying to be someone.

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  5. ndspinelliApril 12, 2012 at 3:24 PM

    This sounds like the DMV employee anthem.

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  6. AnonymousApril 12, 2012 at 5:07 PM

    I'm going to stick my head in the peanut butter jar and eat chocolate till I puke or pass out.

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  7. ricpicApril 12, 2012 at 5:17 PM

    Too much contemplation
    End in despair,
    Get up off duff, take walk
    In fresh air.

    Take walk in fresh air,
    When fed up with that,
    Turn round and go home,
    Sit back down on mat.

    When house start get dark
    Go straight up to bed,
    Let sleep wipe all out,
    Get up fresh, nuff said.

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  8. ricpicApril 12, 2012 at 5:17 PM

    Too much contemplation
    End in despair,
    Get up off duff, take walk
    In fresh air.

    Take walk in fresh air,
    When fed up with that,
    Turn round and go home,
    Sit back down on mat.

    When house start get dark
    Go straight up to bed,
    Let sleep wipe all out,
    Get up fresh, nuff said.

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  9. ricpicApril 12, 2012 at 5:19 PM

    He who double post poopyhead.

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  10. Chip S.April 12, 2012 at 5:51 PM

    In case there's anyone who hasn't already heard this:

    To be is to do.
    --Socrates

    To do is to be.
    --Sartre

    Do be do be do.
    --Sinatra

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  11. windbagApril 13, 2012 at 12:06 AM

    De Do Do Do De Da Da Da. The Police.

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  12. windbagApril 13, 2012 at 12:06 AM

    We're not going to get into the Poo of Tao are we?

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  13. MamaMApril 13, 2012 at 3:32 AM

    Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it.

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  14. chickelitApril 13, 2012 at 9:45 AM

    MamaM wisely said...
    Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it.

    Well, thermodynamics isn't everything. That's why the Donners were goners. They had visions of California in their heads before they set off--they knew where they were going, but they took the path of most resistance...they chose the highest hump route rather than the Santa Fe or Oregon Trails.

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  15. MamaMApril 13, 2012 at 4:08 PM

    The Entropy of Phoo?

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  16. MamaMApril 13, 2012 at 4:44 PM

    Unclear as to what the two pink things trailing behind the severed head might be--pulled muscles?

    They look like tiny denuded legs.

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  17. MamaMApril 13, 2012 at 4:47 PM

    Oops...wrong post.

    Will leave it here but copy it to the severed head post.

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  18. MamaMApril 13, 2012 at 6:20 PM

    Our faithful UPS man delivered "A Stranger's Gift" today. True Stories of Faith in Unexpected Places is the claim made on the cover by Tom Hallman. We'll see. He's reported to be a good story teller

    I like the quote in the first chapter: Faith is looking in the mirror in the morning and wondering why. It's about doubt and hope, catching a glimpse of a beacon piercing the fog of life and walking toward it, never knowing if you're headed in the right direction but pressing onward nevertheless. Even in a crowded church with people sitting so close that their arms touch, not one of them feels, contemplates, or uses faith in the same way.

    Same is true for shows that turn out different than hoped or expected and semi-crowded blogs where comments touch off bursts of electronic connections.

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