Ignorant Wisdom The bullshit that everyone experiences is not always true,The abstract bullshit everyone tends to imagine is never real.Ignorance manifests any bullshit that happens and may happen;Whatever bullshit we use to represent all that exists and could exist.To experience ignorance without abstract bullshit is to sense the world;Where experiencing abstract bullshit from ignorance is to know the world.These experiences can be indistinguishable from any other kind of bullshit;Their construction differs but their effect on various bullshit is the same.Beyond the gateway of experience flows the wisdom of our ignorance,Which, is ever greater and more subtle, than any ordinary bullshit. Ignorant Virtue Ignorant virtue, is its own reward,To have completely clueless friends,We must first, be clueless ourselves!We must be clueless, we are clueless!We must be clueless what clueless is!Running around a huge clown town!Bumbling around in epic clown shoes!Wading through any bullshit hip deep!Dodging the bad crap rolling downhill!Not sure whenever we hit rock bottom!Not sure if there really is a rock bottom!Not sure, which direction is up anymore!Not sure, there ever really was a way up!Everyone stumbles, upon the path of life!Everyone falls hard once in a great while!But few of us master landing on their ass!Few of us master, learning how to recover!Few of us master, knowing how to bumble!Few master learning, how to fall unharmed,Like children who can fall a bazillion times;Bouncing off the floors as if made of rubber!Jumping right back up upon their feet again!Without actually becoming that tired or sore!Without even becoming very grumpy or upset!Without actually ever losing their momentum!Seldom, ever losing their tempers for very long!Like energizer bunnies they just keep on going!Because they never actually land, terribly hard!Never hurt themselves bad, like some big babies!Never foolish enough to throw temper tantrums!Never foolish enough to waste good times crying.Being honest about themselves and all the world!They always take much better, care of themselves!They contend with none, none contend with them,Doing their own thing they can easily find friends;Usually preferring to just mind their own business!They are among the first, to profess their ignorance!They're amongst the first, to desire to make amends!Or so utterly transparent it boggles the imagination!So baffled they can't distinguish reality from fiction;Such terrible liars they couldn't sell water in a desert!They merely just seem to want to help or to be happy;Doing whatever they might, to try to make it happen!Sometimes children become altogether much too eager!Which only adds to their formidable enduring charms,Wrapping almost everyone around their little fingers.They can charm the pants, off the meanest of snakes;But there is seldom any real doubt of their sincerity,So charming, they are often the center of attention.So compellingly authentic they move all the world,So trusting they'll believe, almost everything said,Knowing wonder is the beginning of all wisdom.Sensually reveling shitting in their own diapers;Blurting zingers about everything and nothing,Aware hard work is the surest path to success,Puzzled, over what is work and what is play,Puzzled, how to do so many different things!Diligence and perseverance, forever priceless.Eternally optimistic about almost anything,Positive that happiness, just comes for free;Really, just wanting everyone to be happy.Desiring the fewest things for themselves;Their great treasure can be a piece of lint.But knowing very little about the world,Knowing almost nothing about nothing,Yet knowing so much about themselves,They're never confused by their feelings.Remaining in touch with their feelings,They seem to know what is important;Remembering what matters, the most:They're still amongst the most blessed!Sleeping, with peaceful contentment,Even in many, of the noisiest places!Dreaming, of becoming great heroes;Dreaming, of complete satisfaction!Bumbling aimlessly along the way!The world is their playground, yet:Few things actually bother them!Few things, are a threat to them!Everyone always watches them;The smallest, angels and saints,Small cherubs, surrounding us,The most virtuous, of anyone,Hiding poop in their diapers!The dumbest, in some ways,Just like sweet baby James. I'm in the process of extrapolation 190+ poems from the Tao Te Ching in the Rainbow Warrior tradition using a modern Contextualist style I like to call adult potty humor.
These are common Rainbow Warrior hippie poems extrapolated from the Tao Te Ching that I'm just making my contributions to. So far I have over 190 and need about 430 or so. Nobody has produced a complete set of 430 word perfect poems in over 2,500 years and most are lucky if they can get 150 pretty much word perfect. However, soon enough computers should be able to do the same job because its all mathematics.
