Finished memorizing the Tao Te Ching today. After four years. Ranging from a day in which i memorized five vignettes (of the eighty-one) to a year in which i memorized and recited none. Now the text is in me and i have to figure out what to do with it inside me. Rather, i listen to its whispers, its soft suggestions. Likely some refining, some audio play/experimentation, and possibly a movement toward the Chinese (its 5,000 characters instead of the English's 10,000 words).
In the meantime, the text has begun oozing surreptitiously and explicitly into my life.
To devote a life to the ingestion and expulsion, absorption and incarnation, of a text.
That is all.
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