To be one with the Tao is to be in balance

To be one with the Tao is to be in balance with the dual polarities of your nature. One must be in flow with the universe. Which is why I have trouble with stop lights.

Also wine corks and men's undergarments. Such impedements often leave me feeling alone and frightened which subsequently, murders balance and flow. But, there is always my trusty

scales, that show me corks and undergarments don't differ that much. It gave me peace and clarity when I discovered this wisdom. My mood lifted and I dared to venture outside again

but then was stopped by my paralyzing fear of sunlight. I could see that evil force peering at me from beneath the door. Bright and angry. Burning. Fire. If there was a hell

o whispered from beneath the door, I may have relented and faced my consequences. The Evil One breathed sulphur fumes under the door and into my face. I ingested the fumes, enjoyin

g the fleeting moments before my inevitable demise. He uttered blasphemous syllables that my soul understood. Either I die, submit my soul to the Evil One, or sin for his unholy

At least in my mind, and I was willing to pay good money from gathering deposit bottles to see them. Once I attended a rehearsal of Hackensmoots "Bolshevik Babes in Babushkas"

I caught something in the corner of my eye, it hurt a lot. I tried to wash it out but no dice. My bottle gathering party came to collect their money AND Hackensmoots started playin

monopoly on my dining table. What a jerk! I was hungry, blind, and broke, and now I wasn't friends with Hackensmoots anymore. Who can be friends with a guy like that anyway?