general always has two tactical instruments. The normal, direct
cheng force; and the extraordinary, indirect chi force. Both
are totally reciprocal. Their effects being always mutually
reproductive. Cheng being fixed and chi being encircling. These
are the forces of distraction and decision; and such can be
compared to two inter-locking tight rings. Who can tell where
one ends and the other begins? Their possible permutations are
infinite. Cheng can be transformed into chi and vice versa.
Their possible permutations are also infinite. Cheng maybe transformed
into chi and chi into cheng. Chi being always unexpected, strange,
and unorthodox; and cheng being more obvious. So a wise general
always engages with cheng, but in the end, wins exclusively
with the chi force.
It's the old musty boat smell again. The older man gnaws on
yeah, Dude. No more sex fantasies until this is over, OK? "
The younger man sipped some juice from a bottle rather absent-mindedly.
" yeah, OK. I just wish.."
" keep your commitments to the buddhas, Dude.
The younger man looked up.
" I know, I know. I will never split my allegiances. When
I travel, I give offerings to the locals, but I keep my commitments
to the Buddhas.
know, what we need is a manual for war in the invisible realms.."
" It's coming, Bingo. What do you think we have in our
even longer pause ensues.
war in its fullest swing. It has no name and it wanders in a
is darkness just before the dawn. Passing now, through Nazareth's
is a lightness now in the air. But the older man is troubled."
Dude, did we have to kill him? It would have been better to
convert this guy. I don't like the feel of this, Bingo. I don't
think there was enough realization in this exercise, Bongo head.
young man remains silent.
wise general has no personal interest ever. He neither seeks
fame when advancing, nor is really concerned with avoiding punishment
while withdrawing. He follows the enemy in order to decide the
battle. First he is as shy as a maiden, but when there is an
opening the wise general must be as swift as any hare. Doing
so will topple the enemy. Secret operations are essential. Upon
them the army relies on its every move; and the fates of many
an empire thus now hinge in the balance.
went to visit a huge pig across the road from the house. The
young girl that bore a striking resemblance to my beloved accompanied
me and I found to my surprise that I seemed to rather enjoy
the company. This young lady volunteered her thoughts to me
about her emotional disposition towards life in general. She
described herself as a volcano getting ready to explode. It
seems that the young lady harbored feelings of resentment towards
her absent father who rarely ever came to visit her. I tried
my best to comfort the poor girl, but frankly I was at a complete
loss about what to do in regards to the difficult matter. Fortunately,
before the subject began to drag on too long, my young lady
friend began talking about the character of pigs and their many
curious ways. Perhaps, due to an earlier inquiry of mine, I
was told in no uncertain terms that it was almost impossible
to know what was on a pig's mind, but that it was very easy
for them to know what was on a human's. I found this insight
rather curious and tucked it into the back of my mind for further
contemplation. Jim was now gone.