20. Kuan / Contemplation (View)
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The Judgement
Contemplation. The ablution has been made,
But not yet the offering.
Full of trust they look up to him.
The Image
The wind blows over the earth:
The image of Contemplation.
Thus the kings of old visited
the regions of the world,
Contemplated the people,
And gave them instruction.
The Lines
Six in the second place means:
Contemplation through the crack of the door.
Furthering for the perseverance of a woman.
() Nine in the fifth place means:
Contemplation of my life.
The superior man is without blame.
() Nine at the top means:
Contemplation of his life.
The superior man is without blame.
7. Shih / The Army
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The Judgement
The Army. The army needs perseverance
And a strong man.
Good fortune without blame.
The Image
In the middle of the earth is water:
The image of The Army.
Thus the superior man increases his masses
By generosity toward the people.
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Still Life
Take a look in the pool and what do you see
In the dark depths there faces beckoning me
Can’t you see them it’s plain for all to see
They were there oh I know you don’t believe me
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“I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer;
the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.”
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Annabel Lee
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Annabel Lee—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
