Froggy no Tail Chapter 2 (tao inspired)

As Froggy sat next to the cart driver he noticed there was something different about him. On closer inspection the cart driver was wearing a small round pair of dark spectacles and his hands holding the donkey’s reign were more akin to claws. ‘Moley is that you?’ enquired Froggy.

Moley stared back and chuckled a little as he spoke, ‘indeed, indeed’. ‘It is an odd thing Froggy as we enter the human world our forms change to fit and become more in keeping with it’ Moley answered in anticipation of any question to come. Froggy reflected on Moley’s words and thoughtfully worded out loud ‘the world’s eye looks on and when viewed or influenced through the dominant mind of man selects it most pleasing material form, although the truth of it remains the same’.

As they rode New Town slowly came into view, with its small wood timber houses, delicate tiled roofs and many snug tight streets. Some buildings were a little larger although mainly in the centre of the town and looked grander in stone work. The stone work from such a far distance (still an hour’s donkey ride) looked to be well structured, full of delicate crafted swirls and sudden jutting out precipices.

They rode slowly and gently into the hustle and bustle of New Town market square. The vendors busily tended their wares with little time to gaze upon yet another cart. Moley smiled kindly at Froggy ‘this is where you get off and explore a little’.

Froggy hopped of the cart and bowed politely. Moley threw a couple of coins to Froggy and he caught them with ease. As Moley bid his leave he slanted his head sideways towards Froggy and called out ‘when you’re ready I will be by the Old Smithy Inn’.

Froggy took one brave foot forward and then another, if one was to observe closer it was almost as if he had slightly slipped on a playful shadow. The sun began to dip below the tall stone buildings and although not quite a sunset the shadows of the buildings casted longer against the grey pebbled ground. Froggy thought to himself which way to go and so simply carried on forwards till he made up his mind.

As maybe said if you adamantly continue to walk in a straight line forwards and long enough you will meet someone doing just the same thing.  As Froggy went on his way a shrill cracked little voice come from his left, ‘coming through, make way, coming through’.  Quickly peering toward the sound of the voice he saw a small hunchbacked lady cloaked almost completely accept for her crinkled face with its snoat like nose and tiny twinkling eyes.

Froggy knew what he thought he saw but something was making his sight as clear as mud. ‘Good day’ Froggy retorted kindly whilst dodging quickly out of her oncoming pace.  Froggy’s left shadow couldn’t resist and stuck a long shadow of a leg out towards her, like some limbo contest nobody had knowingly entered.  But the oddest thing occurred and the lady simply leaned heavily back, went under the leg and flipped back up again.

Left shadow yelled out ‘I knew it, she isn’t normal, not least in the human sense’.  Froggy’s middle and right shadow began to giggle for they knew left shadow didn’t know this until left shadow acted to see what would happen.  All at once Froggy’s sight came into focus and he spoke to her quite frankly ‘what manner of sprite are you?’.

The not so lady stopped in her tracks and took a long hard look at Froggy and spoke once more, ‘look here Frog face and listen well’. ‘I survive well in the human world’ she continued to state.  Throughout this moment nobody in the everyday world had noticed the unusual event of an over playful shadow and a contortioned sprite.

‘And…?’ said Froggy in rapid response. ‘And bide well by what I say, people in general don’t see what you wish they could see and our kind get by on the most part by understanding this’ said the snouty, twinkle eyed crinkled sprite.  Froggy’s Middle shadow whispered from the back of him, ‘she mostly likely has a point but that doesn’t  mean we cant use it to a strictly right intent to advantage’.

The spikey cloak backed not so lady laughed and responded further ‘ I heard that naughty shadow and by this heed know your friend Moley learnt his lesson well’. ‘Don’t say I didn’t warn you Frog sprite’ she said whilst wagging a claw like finger at him.  Froggy’s right shadow now spoke ‘that hedgehog is right Froggy, lets keep it respectful here’.

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Froggy no Tail: new town square

They rode slowly and gently into the hustle and bustle of New Town market square. The vendors busily tended their wares with little time to gaze upon yet another cart. Moley smiled kindly at Froggy ‘this is where you get off and explore a little’.

Froggy hopped of the cart and bowed politely. Moley threw a couple of coins to Froggy and he caught them with ease. As Moley bid his leave he slanted his head sideways towards Froggy and called out ‘when you’re ready I will be by the Old Smithy Inn’.

Froggy took one brave foot forward and then another, if one was to observe closer it was almost as if he had slightly slipped on a playful shadow. The sun began to dip below the tall stone buildings and although not quite a sunset the shadows of the buildings casted longer against the grey pebbled ground. Froggy thought to himself which way to go and so simply carried on forwards till he made up his mind.

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Froggy no Tail: moley

As Froggy sat next to the cart driver he noticed there was something different about him. On closer inspection the cart driver was wearing a small round pair of dark spectacles and his hands holding the donkey’s reign were more akin to claws. ‘Moley is that you?’ enquired Froggy.

Moley stared back and chuckled a little as he spoke, ‘indeed, indeed’. ‘It is an odd thing Froggy as we enter the human world our forms change to fit and become more in keeping with it’ Moley answered in anticipation of any question to come. Froggy reflected on Moley’s words and thoughtfully worded out loud ‘the world’s eye looks on and when viewed or influenced through the dominant mind of man selects it most pleasing material form, although the truth of it remains the same’.

As they rode New Town slowly came into view, with its small wood timber houses, delicate tiled roofs and many snug tight streets. Some buildings were a little larger although mainly in the centre of the town and looked grander in stone work.  The stone work from such a far distance (still an hour’s donkey ride) looked to be well structured, full of delicate crafted swirls and sudden jutting out precipices.

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Froggy no Tail Chapter 1 (tao inspired)

Caves are caves in so much as dark, dank holes in the ground but this one has a pond, a tiny forever lit lantern and a sprite like frog. Here in lives Froggy no Tail, naughty Froggy no Tail, naughty, nifty Froggy no Tail, naughty, nifty, neat-handed Froggy no Tail. …And Froggy one day was curious – curious to what lay beyond the creaky, cracky and clay caved walls.

There were many a day he went on his way to see Moley Squeeky Nose and the many reappearing magic worms, but today was not that day. Today Froggy wanted to take a good look at the big lantern the one that lay just out of reach of the cave. Lanterns in the caves were tiny but lit the hidey shadows more than anything else – hidey shadows were humorous as they would often copy Froggy just out of synch or do the exact opposite movement.

The problem with hidey shadows is that they would tell terrible jokes to each other when not wanted as is the case with shadows cast by froggy sprites. But hidey shadows could be humourous, witty and often eventually helpful in difficult predicaments. When Froggy got lost they would show the way, when Froggy was sad they would make him laugh and when he needed ideas after some calamitous time they would eventually be great!

As Froggy went about his way the cave clay cracked walls did creak and did so becoming both louder and creakier, almost as if in protest of Froggy’s intent. ‘they know’ spoke Froggy’s left shadow. ‘know what?’ answered Froggy’s front forwards shadow.

Froggy pondered and wondered whether the wall knew he hadn’t washed for a good decade (a mere moment in frog sprite terms). He turned to the nearest wall and knocked on it thrice, whilst speaking the words ‘excuse me, pardon’. The creaky wall answered ‘we know you haven’t washed in ten years, but that’s nose surprise given the stink – what we want to know is where are you going in such a hurry?’.

Froggy peered a little closer and a litter more astutely to see a lot of slender long shapes writhing, wriggling and slowly wrenching free from the wall. Froggy spoke to the wriggles most delicately ‘good day worms – I have been thinking…..’ Both worms and Froggy’s three silly shadows answered most excitedly ‘yes, yes, yes tell us!’

Froggy’s words reverberated around the cave, ‘I have taken to walking and as such I mean to see beyond these walls’. The three shadows and the worms pondered on this, then in a startle parted way from a great sudden burst of sparkling light stopping and hovering just in front of Froggy. All of the little lantern lights in the caverns beyond them were no longer lit…..

The sparkling light gently began to move in a direction beyond the green and curious sprite. Up and up the little light went and so did Froggy. The air around him became warmer and a breeze flowed through the cave until another but more encompassing light began to illuminate the cavernous spaces around him.

Eventually the other light became so bright it was too much for his orb like eyes to take in. The shadows and the worms were no longer to be seen. Froggy was use to the noise of chirping bats but what he could now hear was a different but much gentler sound of chirping.

The little blue birds played, swooping low across the ground and then high as a kite. The world looked very different from outside the cave. Froggy was not so small outside although very small in comparison to the world.

Froggy looked down at himself and was surprised to find he had five digits on each of his two not so green arms. He also happened to be standing up straight, in fact he turned distinctly human although at least seven foot tall. On top of his human head he housed long dark hair and his face was somewhat rough bearded.

Some way down the slope from the cavern Froggy spied an old winding half cobbled track. From the track looking curiously up at Froggy was a seated cart driver being pulled along by a scraggy brown donkey. The car driver waved welcomingly and shouted up at Froggy ‘hello there I’m on my way to New Town would you care to join me?’.

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Froggy no Tail: at the cave entrance

The little blue birds played, swooping low across the ground and then high as a kite. The world looked very different from outside the cave. Froggy was not so small outside although very small in comparison to the world.

Froggy looked down at himself and was surprised to find he had five digits on each of his two not so green arms.  He also happened to be standing up straight, in fact he turned distinctly human although at least seven foot tall.  On top of his human head he housed long dark hair and his face was somewhat rough bearded.

Some way down the slope from the cavern Froggy spied an old winding half cobbled track.  From the track looking curiously up at Froggy was a seated cart driver being pulled along by a scraggy brown donkey.  The car driver waved welcomingly and shouted up at Froggy ‘hello there I’m on my way to New Town would you care to join me?’.

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Froggy no Tail: shine a Little Light

Froggy’s words reverberated around the cave, ‘I have taken to walking and as such I mean to see beyond these walls’. The three shadows and the worms pondered on this, then in a startle parted way from a great sudden burst of sparkling light stopping and hovering just in front of Froggy. All of the little lantern lights in the caverns beyond them were no longer lit…..

The sparkling light gently began to move in a direction beyond the green and curious sprite. Up and up the little light went and so did Froggy. The air around him became warmer and a breeze flowed through the cave until another but more encompassing light began to illuminate the cavernous spaces around him.

Eventually the other light became so bright it was too much for his orb like eyes to take in. The shadows and the worms were no longer to be seen. Froggy was use to the noise of chirping bats but what he could now hear was a different but much gentler sound of chirping.

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tao on the road (part two)

the difference between being and seeing the view (involving interactions with others or the world around us) have an intrinsic link in so far as the view has us in common. arguably no matter what we do we can not so readily escape from ourselves or how we interpret this not to be the case. expressing an idea of experiencing the presence/interaction of others brings being and seeing the view contextually in to better scope.

being on the road (in tao) will inevitably involve interaction at some point, whether its meaningful discource with others or for example how we internally and emotionally regard a panoramic sight of natural beauty. seeing on the road is the acknowledgement to not only how we internally take it all in but also how we are experienced by the environment’s view external to us (not in a literal human sense of the word). how we are experienced both considers us as an imprint on the environment but also the impression we leave with others (if at all).

in seeing the view there is also the meaningful regard for others and the environment not only with the self at the centre of it but how one attempts to move beyond parameters of self and peacefully view others or/ and the environment. it is not to be considered as an adjunct thing to see beyond self – in refering to how we peacefully (as far as humanly possible) regard others and the environment but an aspect of being human that lives in connection. there is a panpsychism like quality in how the view by nature might occur but not in any determination that such would possess even a visceral aspect of what it is akin to states of being human.

tao on the road (part one)

both in its name and associated meanings It’s no coincidence that taoism can be quite literally linked to roads, paths, routes and travel. the word tao in closest english translation is represented by the notion ‘of the road’ and as such there is arguably both an external and internal meaning, which can be applied – nor is it strictly limited by a singular interpretation of. through interpretations of travel one can imagine a wise embodiment of the timeless Zhang (a personal favourite among the mythological eight tao immortals) wandering both in the outer and inner worlds of reflected experience, from place/space to place/space, gaining insight and an explored wonderment of our living world.

through depictions of nature there are exemplars of tao that give us ideas of what tao might come to mean or at closest what it might hint at. in taoism there is often arguably the undercurrent of connection with others or nature, experienced through meaningful observations, funny stories and moments of shared surprise (insight) whether it be transient, temporal or longer lasting in its effect. there is at some level of thought a paradox that can exist both in ideas of what it means to travel beyond one’s own real world physical front door and the imagined one or not as it maybe and only in so much as what can be learnt internally and externally from and being with self.

there is a physicality to taoism that goes beyond an ambiguity of words and thought, in this understanding is the connection of comprehension grounded in our surroundings and the responses with how the world reacts to us as humans. in taoistic debate no matter the distance, location or time spent travelling/ journey each of its mentioned components all paradoxically matter and simultaneously don’t have to matter. what is clear is the road as a function of learning is one’s own to take and thus its meaning is for ourselves to comprehend.