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part of the Sacred Chao Te Ching

Chapter 61

A successful cabal is like a dust cloud,
rising from nowhere, ungraspable, fading into nothingness.
The tallest blade of grass gets cut,
while the crab grass creeps unharmed.
Keep your head down.
Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Thus by concentrating on goals
without playing ego games,
much can be accomplished.
If all you want to do 
is brag about how cool you are,
you might want learn to play the guitar, instead.

Chapter 62

Chaos is contained in all things.
It hides in the lies of Order and Disorder.
Solid walls can break.
Scattered stones can tell a story.
Why should we choose one over the other?

So when Authority tightens its fists
one must learn to slip through their fingers.
When the Philosopher rambles,
be ready to hit him with a barstool from this universe.

How do the wise spags embrace Chaos?
They do not favor order or disorder.
Both order and disorder are windows.
Behind them lies Chaos.

Chapter 63

Don't impose Order.
Don't escalate Disorder.
Unless the situation demands it, of course.
Learn to sabatoge the Machine™ without getting caught.

Walk through the crowd unnoticed,
while slipping firecrackers into their pockets.
Become the faceless walking Glitch
who makes everyone's day just a little bit stranger.

The wise spags don't seek recognition,
and so leave a wake behind them wherever they go.
Being an attention whore
is like a magnet for batons
when the riots start.

Chapter 64

Organized things cause Disorder.
Disorganized things cry for Order.
The colorful and flashy get noticed.
The wary and wise wear camoflague.
A mindfuck of epic proportions
only happens when no one notices the set-up.
Most games are won
when using misdirection.

Let the lesser spags 
wave their flags and storm the riot shields.
You are not playing that game;
Those game rules were written by Authority;
there is no way you can win at that.

Therefore the wise spags learn all the rules,
and then write different games.
They create the Illusion 
that best fits their situation,
and doing so, win.

Chapter 65

The wise spags have learned not to trust Absolutes.
Even in the darkest night, there is light.
Even at noon, there are shadows.
Those who think in terms of Either/Or are dangerous;
They cannot see Chaos.
Knowing Chaos means seeing the Illusions.
Seeing the Illusions means understanding the choices.
Understanding the choices means you are not trapped.

Chapter 66

Because Order and Disorder do not exist
but are only Illusions we create,
it is futile to rage and wail against them.
Save your rage for worthier goals,
and create more useful Illusions.
Change the way you see the world,
and the world will change for you
(But do not think the world has changed;
It is unwise to put faith in Illusions).

Chapter 67

Discordia cannot become a dogma and it welcomes no fanatics.

There are three treasures I keep in my heart:

Uncertainty, Freedom, and Laughter

From uncertainty comes certainty.
From freedom comes direction.
From laughter comes a care free heart.

Certainty untempered by doubt,
direction without freedom,
carelessness without humor:

These things are heavy like grayface's luggage.

Chapter 68

The best comedian is not funny.
The best philosopher is an idiot.
The best employer doesn't crack the whip.
The best winner is a loser.
This is known as the power of not striving.
God isn't sweaty,
why should you be?

Chapter 69

Someone who looks like an enemy 
will be treated like an enemy.
An idea that confronts
is an idea that will be rejected.
Be subtle, and use your opponents language,
but not their rules.
Slip by their natural defences,
and plant the seeds of doubt and confusion.
A slowly growing tree will shatter a sidewalk,
and the concrete will not notice, 
because it was always there.
There are better ways to change someone's mind
than by screaming at them.

Chapter 70

There’s nothing to understand
so don’t bother trying.
The mind looks for order,
the body understands the disorder.

These teachings are bullshit,
no meaning at all.

If you want to know any little thing,
try breaking your heart first.