What are words.
Paradise is a strange word. A noun. A place. Yet, what confines man?
Riffle through the pages of time and the result is generations told in ink.
Odes, lyric poems, so beautiful, complex. Yet, merely extensions of desire.
Stories. Another interesting word. Existences outside physical space.
Ephemerality. For man passes in a day. Yet, a day of paradise. A day stretching infinity.
A Word Known as Dao
Dao: A word that can not be expressed as simply as a spoken or written word.
It is the way
It is the path
It is the method
It is speech
It is looking
It is walking
It is breathing
It is giving
It is taking
It is human
And humans travel through life--wayfarers of existence--wanderers of consciousness. And the people who keep their eyes shut, their senses closed, their path untraversed are cowards.