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“The Inner Teachings of 
Chuang Tzu, Chapter 6:
Teachings from Those 
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The great philosopher 
Chuang Tzu lived 
from approximately 370 
to 301 BCE. 
He is considered one of 
the greatest literary 
and philosophical figures 
of China. 
His philosophy is 
contained in the book 
bearing his name, 
Chuang Tzu. 
His teachings were 
true to wu-wei, 
the Taoist doctrine 
which means 
to refrain from action 
contrary to Nature. 
He espoused a way of life 
which is simple 
and natural, yet fulfilling. 
He advocated 
for a flexible 
and pragmatic approach 
to understanding concepts. 
Today, we present to you 
an excerpt 
from Chapter 6,
“Teachings from Those 
who were Great
who are No Longer Alive,”
from The Inner Teachings 
of Chuang Tzu.
In this excerpt,
Chuang Tzu discussed
the “Way of Nature”
or the “Dao,”
and by understanding
the true Dao, emperors,
kings, and leaders
would be able to bring
peace and tranquility
to their nations.
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Zhuangzi Chapter 6 ~ 
Teachings from Those 
who were Great 
who are No Longer Alive
One who has knowledge 
about what actions are 
of the heavens 
and what actions are 
of people 
has reached attainment. 
One who knows 
the actions of the heavens 
merges her life 
with the heavens. 
One who knows 
the actions of people 
accepts that knowledge is 
a part of her intellect and 
increases that knowledge 
because she accepts 
her own ignorance. 
In the end 
she will have lived out 
her natural lifespan and 
not have been cut down 
in the middle of her youth. 
She's fulfilled every aspect 
of her knowledge.
Even so, 
there's still something 
to be concerned about. 
Having knowledge 
can only go so far 
and then it's subject 
to measurements. 
One gets to a certain point 
then starts questioning 
how far they've gotten. 
How could I sort out 
whether what I think is 
coming from the heavens 
isn't coming from people, 
and what I think 
is coming from people 
isn't coming 
from the heavens? 
Moreover, one has to 
become a true person 
before they can 
have true knowledge. 
What is a true person? 
The true person 
of ancient times 
wasn't opposed to the idea 
of being different 
than the rest of society, 
didn't try to be macho, 
and didn't plan 
for a lucrative career. 
Someone like that 
could move from 
one situation to another 
with no regret, 
and measure up 
her self-worth 
without becoming 
smugly self-satisfied. 
Someone like that 
could climb 
to dizzying heights 
without trembling in fear, 
enter water 
without feeling wet, 
and enter fire 
without feeling the heat. 
This kind of perception 
enables one to ascend 
on the tails of Dao. 
The true person 
of ancient times 
could sleep 
without dreaming, 
could awaken 
without anxiety, 
could eat food 
without relishing in it, 
and could completely 
fill her lungs 
when breathing. 
A true person 
breathed all the way 
down to her heels, 
while other people's breath 
only filled the top 
of their lungs. 
Those who bend over 
in submission 
seem to spew forth words 
from their mouths 
like vomit. 
Those 
who harbor old desires 
deeply within them 
leave only a shallow space 
for the heavens 
to maneuver.
The true person 
of ancient times 
wasn't aware of 
expressing joy in life, 
nor of feeling aversion 
to death. 
He didn't feel a need to 
be gracious when he left, 
nor did he feel a need to 
be aloof when he entered. 
He could leave 
as swiftly as he arrived, 
and there was 
nothing more to it. 
He didn't forget 
where he began, 
but didn't question 
where he'd end up. 
He celebrated 
what was received, 
and recaptured 
what had been forgotten. 
This is called 
not using the mind 
to contribute to Dao, 
and not using people 
to assist the heavens. 
That's what was called 
a true person.
Being such, 
his heart was adaptable, 
his appearance 
was unruffled, 
his forehead 
was unwrinkled. 
With a coolness 
like autumn and 
a warmth like springtime, 
joy and anger 
flowed through him 
like the four seasons. 
He found contentment 
with all things and 
didn't think about when 
he'd reach the pinnacle. 
Therefore, if a wise person 
has to resort 
to using weapons, 
his country 
might be destroyed 
but the people's hearts 
wouldn't be lost. 
The benefits 
would carry over to 
all the future generations, 
but not because of his love 
for any person. 
Therefore, trying 
to transfer happiness 
into other living things 
will not make one a sage. 
Experiencing intimate 
personal relationships 
will not make one 
benevolent.
Trying to keep in time 
with the heavens 
will not make one worthy. 
One who isn't able to 
reconcile advantage 
with disadvantage 
will not be a good ruler. 
One who loses himself 
seeking fame 
won't be a good student. 
One who inadvertently 
loses his body 
won't be good 
at serving others.
Hu Bu Xie, Wu Guang, 
Bo Yi, Shu Qi, Ji Zi, 
Xu Yu, Ji Tuo, 
and Shen Tu Di 
(men who were moralists 
and reformers 
in ancient times) 
were all in service to 
what other people served, 
agreeably followed 
what other people followed, 
but they couldn't 
be comfortable enough 
with their own natures 
to follow themselves.
A true person 
of ancient times 
appeared to be 
acting properly, 
even though she didn't 
conform to the norm. 
She seemed 
to be lacking, but 
didn't grovel for favors. 
She had some rough edges, 
but wasn't obstinate. 
She was extensively empty, 
but didn't superficially 
attract anything. 
She brightly lit up 
everything around her 
as though she was ecstatic! 
She soared like an eagle 
as though there was no need 
to find a place to land! 
Her facial expression 
took on a glowing quality. 
What she was willing 
to concede, stopped 
with her own virtue. 
She seemed harsh to those 
of her own generation! 
She was so diverse 
that there was no way 
to control her. 
When there was 
a new fad or trend 
she didn't follow it. 
She was so inattentive 
that she forgot 
what she was going to say.
She regarded suffering 
as a compression 
of the body, rituals
as flights of fancy, 
knowledge as opportunity, 
and virtue as 
a means of protection. 
Because she regarded 
suffering as a compression 
of the body, she was 
gentle with reprimands. 
Because she regarded 
rituals as flights of fancy, 
she went along 
with the times. 
Because 
she regarded knowledge 
as an opportunity, 
she used 
what was available 
in dealing with her affairs. 
Because 
she regarded virtue 
as a means of protection, 
she encouraged others 
to walk on their own feet 
in order to 
reach the pinnacle and 
people genuinely attended 
to what they were 
involved with.
So, she united with 
what was enjoyable, 
and she united with 
what wasn't enjoyable. 
Being united is unity, and 
not being united is unity. 
Being united, 
she followed the heavens. 
Being not united, 
she followed people. 
When the heavens 
and people join together, 
there's no need 
for one to be victorious 
over the other. 
A true person is said 
to be like this.
Death and life are destined. 
They're as certain 
as the sky progressing 
from night into dawn. 
There are certain things 
a person can't do 
anything about. 
All living things are 
in that situation. 
There are those 
who set up a special figure 
as the Father 
of the Heavens (God) 
and are only able to 
love the image they have 
of him as a person. 
There might be something 
even above that! 
People set up someone 
who they believe 
has special powers 
to heal them, 
but their bodies 
eventually die anyway. 
There might be something 
even more effective 
than that!
When a stream dries up 
the fish gather together 
in a crater on the land. 
They moisten each other 
with their saliva 
and splatter each other 
with foam. 
It'd be better for them 
to be swimming freely 
in rivers and lakes 
than to be concerned with 
having to do these things 
to keep each other alive. 
Rather than to praise Yao 
and condemn Jie, 
it would be better 
to forget both of them 
and how different 
their Ways were.
The great clump of earth 
(the world) is loaded down 
with our physical forms, 
struggles to keep us alive, 
cradles us in our old age, 
and provides a place 
to rest our bodies 
after we die. 
Therefore, what's good 
at keeping us alive 
will also be good 
at providing a place 
for us to die.
A man may try to hide 
away a boat in a valley, 
which would be like 
trying to hide a tool
in a swamp, but he believes 
it's in a secure place. 
Even so, around midnight 
a strong person 
might come along 
and hoist the whole thing
onto his shoulders 
and walk away with it. 
Since it was so dark outside, 
no one would know. 
Hiding something small 
within something larger 
might seem like 
the appropriate thing to do, 
yet anything could still 
be carted off. 
If a man were to hide 
everything in the world 
within the world, 
there would be 
no place left for anything 
to be removed to. 
Living things 
are already constantly 
in this great situation. 
Someone might have an 
especially attractive body, 
and they'd be pleased 
about that. 
However, a human shape 
can be changed 
by any number of things, 
and those changes 
might not necessarily 
ever come to an end. 
Is there pleasure to be found 
in counting the victories? 
Therefore, 
a wise person will travel 
where things take them 
rather than 
trying to constrain things 
where they don't belong.
Whether it's better 
to die young 
or to live to an old age; 
whether things 
will start out good 
or end up good – 
people just keep looking 
for ways to find meaning 
in those things. 
It's like everyone is 
looking for more things 
to be concerned about, 
as though they're waiting 
for one thing to come along 
and change everything!
Dao expresses itself and 
provides evidence of itself, 
but not by taking actions 
or showing a shape. 
It doles out things, but 
doesn't take anything back. 
It can enter within you, 
but can't be perceived. 
It was rooted in itself and 
grew from its own roots 
before there was a universe. 
It was so ancient 
that it was there 
before anything existed. 
It provided vital energy 
for both demons and gods. 
It gave life to both 
the heavens and the earth. 
It reaches higher 
than the ether of the sky, 
but doesn't become tall. 
It reaches lower 
than the core of the earth, 
but doesn't become deep. 
It began before 
the heavens and earth, 
but can't be measured 
by time.
It was around from 
the most remote ages, 
but doesn't become old. 
The clansman Shi of Wei 
got it so as to support 
the heavens and earth. 
Fu Xi got it and 
found the key to the breath 
of Mother Nature.
Wei Dou (a star in 
the constellation Sagittarius 
considered to be 
the center point 
of our galaxy) got it so as 
to eternally stay true 
to its course.
The sun and moon got it 
so as to constantly 
keep moving.
Kan Pi (a spirit, said 
to have a human face and 
the body of an animal) 
got it so as to penetrate 
the Kun Lun mountains.
Ping Yi (a spirit 
of the Yellow River) 
got it so as to travel 
through the great river.
Jian Wu (a mountain spirit) 
got it so as to dwell 
on Mount Tai.
Huang Di got it so as to 
rise up into the clouds 
in the heavens.
Zhuan Xu got it so as to 
dwell in the Black Palace.
Yu Qiang (god of 
the North Sea) got it and 
stood on the North Pole.
Xi Wang Mu got it 
and sat on Shao Guang. 
No one knows 
where it (this mountain) 
begins or ends.
Peng Zu got it and was 
able to live from the time 
of the beginning 
of the Zhou dynasty 
through the succession of 
five rulers (five lifetimes 
for most people).
Fu Yue got it so as to 
become Prime Minister 
to Wu Ding. 
Then he suddenly was 
in control of 
the whole empire, 
perching on the hand 
of Sagittarius and riding 
into Scorpio's basket 
as though 
he was a shooting star.
Nan Bo Zi Qi 
(Exalted Count 
of Southern Curiosity) 
asked of Nu Yu 
(Independent Woman): 
"You're old in years, 
but your face beams 
like a child. Why is that?"
"I’ve learned about Dao."
Nan Bo Zi Qi said: 
"Can Dao be obtained 
through studying?"
"What? How could that 
be possible? 
You're not 
the kind of person who 
could do that anyway. 
There was a guy 
named Bu Liang Yi 
(Rigidly Biased 
Fortuneteller) 
who had the ability 
to become a sage, 
but wasn't wise enough 
to learn about Dao. 
I'm wise enough 
to learn about Dao, 
but don't have the ability 
to become a sage. 
I really wanted 
to teach him. 
Oh, what great hopes I had 
that he'd end up 
becoming a true sage! 
It's not so easy 
to change one 
who has the ability 
to become a sage 
into one who is wise enough 
to learn about Dao 
simply by 
explaining it to them. 
Yet I kept a close watch 
on him and 
tried to explain it. 
After three days he could 
disregard the world. 
After he disregarded 
the world, 
I still kept at him. 
After seven days he could 
disregard living things. 
After he disregarded 
living things, 
I still kept at him. 
After nine days 
he could disregard life. 
After he disregarded life, 
he could then 
penetrate everything 
like the first rays of sun 
in the morning. 
Being able to 
penetrate everything 
like the first rays of sun 
in the morning, 
he could then see 
each thing individually. 
Being able to see 
each thing individually, 
he could then overcome 
a sense of past and future. 
Being able to overcome 
a sense of past and future, 
he could then enter 
where there is no death 
and no birth. 
What kills life isn't death. 
What brings forth life 
isn't birth. 
As for 
how he related to things – 
without following, 
without rejecting, 
without constructing, 
without destroying. 
A name for this would be 
Embracing Contentment. 
One who 
embraces contentment – 
embraces and then 
becomes complete.
Nan Bo Zi Qi asked: 
"Are you the only one 
who's heard about this?"
"I heard about this from 
Master of Various Texts. 
Master of Various Texts 
heard about it 
from Oral Tradition. 
Oral Tradition 
heard about it 
from Clear Sightedness. 
Clear Sightedness 
heard about it 
from Midday Whisperer. 
Midday Whisperer 
heard about it 
from Humble Servant. 
Humble Servant 
heard about it 
from Oblivious Chanter. 
Oblivious Chanter 
heard about it 
from Dark Mysteries. 
Dark Mysteries 
heard about it 
from Solitary Star. 
Solitary Star 
heard about it from 
Uncertain Beginning."
Zhuangzi Chapter 6 ~ 
Teachings from Those 
who were Great 
who are No Longer Alive
Zi Si (Great 
Sacrificial Attendant), 
Zi Yu (Great Charioteer), 
Zi Li (Great Plowman) 
and Zi Lai 
(Great Messenger) 
all came together 
to have a chat saying: 
"Who can consider 
what doesn't exist 
as his head, 
life as his spine and 
death as his buttocks? 
Whoever knows 
that life and death, 
surviving and perishing, 
are part of the same whole, 
I'd like to take them 
as a friend."
The four of them 
all looked at each other 
and laughed. 
They felt 
a profound intimacy 
with each other 
in their hearts, 
and they knew they'd 
formed a deep friendship 
with each other.
Some time later, 
Zi Yu got sick. 
Zi Si went to see 
how he was doing. 
"How remarkable! 
This thing 
I've been turned into, 
that's become 
so inflexible and stiff!"
His back had become 
curved and hunched, 
his five vital organs 
protruded to the outside, 
his chin was hidden 
in his bellybutton, 
his shoulders were higher 
than the top of his head, 
and his fingers were 
curved into hooks that 
pointed up to the sky. 
Even though his vital 
energy seemed to be 
completely out of whack, 
his heart was clear and 
he didn't seem concerned. 
He dragged himself over 
to the well, 
looked at his image 
in the water and said: 
"Ugh! Look at this thing 
I've been turned into, and 
how inflexible and stiff 
it is."
Zi Si asked: 
"Do you hate it?"
"What's the point in hating 
what's been taken away 
or what's been given to me! 
Supposing my left arm 
gradually turned 
into a chicken – 
then I could use it to tell 
when it was nighttime. 
Supposing my buttocks
gradually turned 
into a wheel and 
my spirit into a horse – 
then I could ride on it. 
What need would I have 
for any other means 
of transportation!
Furthermore, 
whatever is received 
comes at the right time. 
Whatever has been lost 
must be adapted to. 
Calmly accepting and 
dwelling in compliance, 
then neither grief nor joy 
would be able to creep in. 
This is what's been called 
being released 
from bondage, 
and for those
who can't find a release, 
there will always 
be something 
to put them into bondage. 
Besides, living things 
can't be victorious over 
what Nature has been 
causing to occur 
since the beginning of time. 
What reason could I find 
for hatred!"
Some time later, 
Zi Lai became ill, 
panting and gasping 
while near death. 
His wife and children 
were grouped around him 
sobbing. 
Zi Li went to see 
how he was doing 
and said to them: 
"Shame on you! 
Get away from him! 
Don't show sadness – 
he's merely 
going through changes."
He then leaned 
against the door jamb 
and said to his friend: 
"How remarkable! 
The changes 
you're experiencing! 
What will you become next 
– what will you turn into? 
Will you become 
a rat's liver? 
Will you become 
an insect's arm?" 
Zi Lai said: "When 
a father and mother 
produce a child, 
east, west, south and north 
converge at a point 
that sets the destiny 
he must follow. 
When those 
multiple energies 
within a person converge, 
he's directed by them 
as though they were 
his father and mother. 
They've brought me 
close to death, 
and if I try to prevent it 
then I'm being foolhardy. 
How silly to look at this 
as some sort of crime 
that's been committed! 
The great clump of earth 
(the world) is loaded down 
with my physical form, 
struggles to keep me alive, 
cradles me in my old age, 
and provides a place to 
rest my body after I die. 
Therefore, 
that which is good at 
keeping me alive 
will also be good at 
providing a place 
for me to die. 
Now if a great blacksmith 
was pounding some metal, 
and the metal jumped up 
at him and said: 
'I absolutely must be 
made into Mo Ye 
(a famous ancient Chinese 
double edged sword)', 
the blacksmith would think 
that piece of metal 
was an ill omen. 
Now, if I were ever to try 
to go against the shape 
my form has taken 
and say: 'Make me 
a whole person, nothing 
but a whole person', then 
Mother Nature would think 
that this person was 
an ill omen. 
Now, if the universe is 
like one great big oven, 
and Mother Nature is 
like a master blacksmith, 
where is it 
that we shouldn't go? 
As naturally as we fall 
into a sound sleep, 
we just as naturally 
suddenly wake up." 
Zi Sang Hu, 
Meng Zi Fan 
and Zi Qin Zhang 
were three friends 
who got along well 
with each other.
One of them said: 
"Who can join with others 
while not joining 
with others; 
act with others while 
not acting with others? 
Who can ascend 
to the heavens, 
travel on the mist, 
stirring up things 
without any end in sight, 
all the while 
forgetting about life 
without getting exhausted?"
The three of them 
all looked at each other 
and laughed. 
Feeling a profound 
intimacy with each other 
in their hearts, 
they knew they'd formed 
a deep friendship 
with each other.
Not long after that 
Zi Sang Hu died. 
When he had not yet 
been buried, 
Kong Zi (Confucius) 
heard about it 
and sent Zi Gong 
(a disciple of Confucius) 
to go see 
what was going on. 
One of the friends 
was composing a tune 
while the other 
was playing music.
They sang together: 
"Oh, Sang Hu has arrived!
Oh, Sang Hu has arrived!
And already returned 
to his original being,
While we're still serving 
as humans!" 
Zi Gong rushed 
into the room and asked: 
"How in the world 
could you both be 
singing over a dead body 
– is that proper conduct?"
The two friends looked at 
each other and laughed, 
then said: 
"How could that guy know 
what proper conduct is?" 
Zi Gong returned 
to tell Kong Zi 
what had happened: 
"What kind of people 
are those guys? 
They can't even control 
their behavior 
and have no respect for 
their friend's physical body. 
They sit right next 
to the dead body singing 
without showing 
any signs of 
adapting their demeanor 
to the situation, 
in complete disorder. 
What kind of people 
are they?"
Kong Zi said: "They both 
wander around outside 
the set boundaries, 
whereas I wander 
within the limits 
set by society. 
Those outside 
and those inside don't 
mingle with each other, 
and it was stupid of me 
to send you there 
to console them. 
The only boundaries 
those two adhere to 
are those set on people 
by Nature, 
and they wander among 
the singular essence 
of the universe. 
They consider life to be 
an insignificant attachment 
hanging there like a wart, 
and death to be 
the final removal 
of the ulcerated growth. 
Being that way, 
how would they have 
any conception 
of life and death 
or past and future! 
They avail themselves 
of the strange anatomy 
of their bodies, 
rely on the harmony 
of their vessel, 
forget about 
their internal organs, 
don't pay much attention 
to their ears and eyes, 
and repeatedly experience 
endings and beginnings 
without having a clue 
what's going on. 
In that way 
they pace back and forth 
through the dust and dirt 
while not being affected 
by it – free and unfettered 
without acting like they 
have something to gain. 
How could they 
be troubled or anxious 
about society's rules and 
mandates, or be troubled 
about being observed 
by everybody else's eyes 
and ears!" 
Zi Gong said: 
"That being so, Master, 
why do you 
rely on the boundaries?"
"I'm the heaven's 
sacrificial lamb. 
That's something 
I could share with you." 
Zi Gong said: "Then I'd 
appreciate hearing more 
about boundaries."
Kong Zi said: 
"Fish were established 
together in water. 
People were established 
together in Dao. 
Those who are established 
together in water 
penetrate to the depths 
of a pond 
and find nourishment. 
Those who are established 
together in Dao 
don't cater to others 
and their lives are easier. 
Therefore it's been said: 
'Fish forget about 
each other 
when in rivers and streams. 
People forget about 
each other 
when on the path of Dao.'"
Zi Gong said: 
"May I ask about
the non-conformist?"
"As for the nonconformist, 
he seems odd 
to other people, but is 
tuned in to the heavens. 
Therefore it's been said: 
'Someone who has 
little to do with Nature 
would be looked up to 
by people. 
Someone who is 
looked up to by people 
would have little to do 
with Nature.' "
Yan Hui asked Zhong Ni 
(Confucius): "When 
Meng Sun Cai's mother 
died, he wept 
without shedding a tear, 
didn't feel sadness 
in the center of his heart, 
and mourned 
without wailing. 
Although he didn't do 
any of those three things, 
he's still thought of 
as the best mourner 
in the state of Lu. 
How can someone 
who's evidently 
so superficial to their core 
still receive accolades? 
I, for one, 
find this astonishing."
Zhong Ni said: 
"Mr. Meng Sun 
has reached a pinnacle! 
He's advanced 
beyond mere knowledge. 
By being at ease with 
what's been taken away, 
that shows 
a bit of being at ease. 
Mr. Meng Sun doesn't 
think much about life, 
nor does he think 
much about death. 
He doesn't think much 
about what happened 
in the past, nor about 
what's going to happen 
in the future. 
He seems to adapt 
to whatever happens 
around him. 
By waiting for events 
to come about on their own 
without trying 
to figure them out, he's 
already adapted to them!
Moreover, if limitations 
eventually change, 
how can perceptions not 
change along with them? 
If limitations remain 
the same, does that mean 
that perceptions 
will stop changing? 
Maybe you and I 
are peculiar in that 
we're dreaming and 
haven't yet awakened? 
That guy (Meng Sun) 
was startled by the 
transformation of a shape 
(his mother's death), 
but his heart 
wasn't damaged by it. 
He dwells 
where each moment is 
like a new dawn, and 
isn't affected emotionally 
by death. 
Mr. Meng Sun 
is uniquely awake. 
If people cry, he too cries. 
That's because he can 
put himself in their place. 
Moreover, 
he can make connections 
beyond what I can hear 
with my own ears. 
So how could I really know 
about myself 
simply by listening to 
the words I speak? 
You might dream 
you're a bird and soar up 
into the sky, 
or dream you're a fish 
and sink to the bottom 
of a deep pond. 
We can't tell whether 
the words we're using 
are based on being awake 
or if they're coming 
from a dream.
"Trying to make 
a situation more pleasant 
isn't as good 
as laughing out loud. 
Faked laughter isn't 
as good as the kind 
that naturally erupts. 
Be comfortable 
with those eruptions 
and give up 
trying to modify them – 
only then can one enter 
into the boundless unity 
of Nature." 
Yi Er Zi 
(Mr. Trace of a Beard) 
went to see Xu You 
(a legendary hermit).
Xu You said: "How 
has Yao enriched you?"
Yi Er Zi replied: 
"Yao told me: 
'You must bow down 
with benevolence 
and righteousness 
while speaking clearly 
about Right and Wrong.'"
Xu You said: "Then 
why have you driven 
all the way out here? 
Since the Great Yao 
has already stained you 
with ideas 
about benevolence 
and righteousness, and 
stunted you with ideas 
about Right and Wrong, 
how will you be able to 
wander in many directions, 
swinging freely 
with reckless abandon, 
spinning down a path 
that constantly moves?"
Yi Er Zi replied: 
"You might be right, but 
I'd still like to check out 
that kind of path 
by walking along side it." 
Xu You said: "That's not 
remotely possible. 
A blind man can't truly 
appreciate the pleasures 
of seeing beautiful things 
and outstanding colors. 
One who 
has impaired eyesight 
can't even tell 
the difference between 
green and yellow 
embroidery on a robe." 
Yi Er Zi said: 
"Wu Zhuang lost 
all sense of her beauty. 
Ju Liang lost 
all sense of his strength. 
Huang Di abandoned 
all sense of his knowledge. 
All of them eventually 
became refined 
by picking up 
on what was sent out. 
How can I know 
if some great force 
might come along and 
get rid of my stains and 
replace what was stunted, 
making me able to 
ride along with you and 
follow you as my teacher?" 
Xu You said: "Humph! 
But then, you never can tell. 
I'll give you 
the general outline 
of what I'd say to you: 
‘My teacher! My Teacher!
Gave to all living things, 
but not because 
that's righteous. 
Promoted clarity 
throughout all generations, 
but not because 
that's benevolent.
Increased from 
the beginning of time, 
but not because 
that's admirable.
Enabled the universe 
to contain all the shapes 
which have been cut and
carved, but not because 
that's a special skill.
From this place 
begin your wandering.’ 
Yan Hui said: 
"I've reached a new plateau 
in my cultivation."
Zhong Ni (Confucius) 
asked: "What do you mean 
by that?"
"I've forgotten 
all about benevolence 
and righteousness."
"That's great, but 
you're still not finished."
On another day 
they met again 
and Hui said: 
"I've reached a new plateau 
in my cultivation."
"What do you mean 
by that?"
"I've forgotten all about 
rituals and celebrations"
"That's great, but 
you're still not finished."
On another day 
they met again 
and Hui said: 
"I've reached a new plateau 
in my cultivation."
"What do you mean 
by that?"
"I sit in forgetfulness."
Zhong Ni perked up at this 
and asked: 
"What do you mean by 
sitting in forgetfulness?"
Yan Hui replied: 
"My bones seem 
to droop like branches 
overloaded with fruit. 
My intelligence 
and cleverness 
become overshadowed 
by darkness. 
Any knowledge 
has evaporated as well as 
any sense of my own shape. 
I feel embraced 
by a great openness. 
That's what I mean by 
sitting in forgetfulness."
Zhong Ni said: "Being 
embraced in that way, 
then you'd be 
without preferences. 
Transforming in that way, 
then you'd easily change. 
As a result, you've become 
almost a Sage! 
I beg you to allow me to 
take you as my teacher 
and follow you." 
Zi Yu 
and Zi Sang  
were friends. 
When there had been 
a continuous downpour 
for ten days, Zi Yu said, 
"Zi Sang might 
have gotten sick!" 
So he packed up 
some food and 
went to feed his friend. 
When he reached 
Zi Sang's door, 
he heard what sounded 
like something between 
a song and wailing. 
A voice accompanied by 
a drum and lute sang out: 
"Father? Mother? 
The heavens! Mankind!"
The sounds 
were all jumbled and 
didn't seem to make sense, 
as though the lyrics 
were so rushed 
that parts were missing. 
Zi Yu went into the house 
and said: "I've just heard 
the lyrics to your song. 
What are you 
trying to say?"
"I was just wondering 
what's caused me to get 
to such an extreme state, 
but I can't figure it out. 
Would my father and 
mother have wanted me 
to end up so poor? 
The heavens are impartial 
as to what it will protect. 
The earth is impartial 
as to what it will support. 
Why would the heavens 
and the earth make me 
in particular so poor? 
I keep asking what it is 
that's done this to me, 
but I can't get an answer. 
If it can just happen 
that one could reach 
this extreme state, 
it must be due to destiny."