Become totally empty,
Quiet the restlessness of the mind;
Only then will you witness everything unfolding from emptiness.
-- Dao De Jing, 16


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Original: 6/22/2009 5:05 AM
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Monday, June 22, 2009

maturity

 I was walking down the road one day when I stumbled across a corn field. Being an inexperienced agriculturalist, and being that my stomach was empty, multiplied by my innate curiosity, I decided to venture into the field.

The first row i came across was the weakest. It faced the road for everyone to see and it obviously was not given the nourishment of the stalks towards the interior of the field. I found no fruit on this row, only stunted corn stalks with no corn to show for them yet.

I ventured yet a few rows further and found a stalk of moderate height, the tassel of which rose to my chest, and near the base of this plant I found a cob which had matured partially. The hair on its head was brown but the outer husk was bright green, and as i cut into it I found a miniature corn cob with firm, pale kernels. The base was firm but the tip was supple and easy to cut through. I sampled a taste of this corn and was disappointed to find that it was not yet ripe. It had a nutty flavor and texture, unlike the creamy, watery texture I am used to.

So I climbed yet deeper into the field until I faced a plant of abnormally large stature, as compared with its brothers and sisters. I found a single ear of ripening corn near the base of this plant, which easily matched my height of just over six feet. As I cut into it, I found every sign of ripeness, except for actual ripeness. I tore away the husk and the tuft of hair at the tip of the husk. I sliced through the top and the bottom and stood in the darkness, beholding something familiar. It was as long as an ear of corn that one would find in a grocery store, but I had just cut it away from a living plant!

But as I bit into it, I found myself yet again, disappointed. The kernels were firm, with the texture and flavor of a coconut. So, I walked home empty-handed, resolving to revisit the field in a week's time, or perhaps two weeks.

What is the moral of this story? It's a parable. Get it? None of the corn is ready, not even the biggest, healthiest ones of the bunch. It will be soon, but I'll have to be patient until then.

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just a storry written while drunk. goodnite all, <3 brandon

zero edits, take that! hu-yah! i should drink and write more often.
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That's pretty good, actually... Be careful about the drinking; I'm dealing with a friend with a drinking problem right now.
Posted 6/23/2009 11:34 AM by chunter - reply

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It works on a couple of levels. First is the obvious one about growing up. But generally this is the way the world is. Things will happen when they happen, all in their proper time.
Posted 6/25/2009 10:10 PM by austingoofball - reply


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