The Tao of Fucking With People

The song that can be sung, is not the eternal song
I ain't here to go along or get along, you got me wrong, yawn
Don't try to string me along, with your lack of a sense of right and wrong
The name that can be named is not the eternal name
You shall remain nameless, you're shameless, far from blameless
Darkness within darkness, the source, follow me through the gateway to all understanding
I'm commanding, I'm demanding, you can sit the fuck down while I remain standing
People see some things as good and others become bad, like a fad, you're raving mad like a deadbeat dad

I act without acting, teach without saying anything, new wisdom I'm here to bring
To free your mind, and fill your mind, and open up your eyes that are blind
I have to disabuse you of your illusions and delusions, cause contusions to your prior confusions and conclusions
To empty your mind and fill your core, what's in store, is I have to fuck with you,
Fuck with your head, you heard what I said, Fred?
Your wisdom is like the eternal void, filled with infinity, hidden, but possible
At least theoretically plausible, adoptable and adaptable, if not apocryphal and improbable
So I'll be methodical and unstoppable, responsible and audible, volatile but accessible

The Professor doesn't take sides, I welcome both saints and sinners, losers and winners
The wisdom is always present within you, use it any way you want to,
But you got to find it first, you got to have the thirst in the worst way, this isn't child's play, Chucky
Detach yourself from all things and become one with them, stay behind to move ahead
You aren't living, but you ain't yet dead, have you heard a word I've said?
Free yourself, just simply be yourself, don't compare or compete, erase that shit, delete
What is the sound of one hand slapping your face
That shit'll wake you up, put you in your place, and brace you for the new space you can grace

If a tree falls on your ass in the woods, would anyone care?
I cut that shit down, to show you I care, to fuck with you
For every one I cut down, I'm planting two. what are you gonna do?
You need to be alert like a warrior in enemy territory
Be courteous like a guest in the home of your new fiance's grandmother
Be as fluid as melting ice, not just nice, permanent but impermanent is all that will suffice
Be as clear as a glass of water, be a mother, son, father and daughter
Be as patient as a kid in a Shriner's hospital, be hostile and hospitable

Things are not what they seem, Nor are they otherwise
You're like those three little monkeys covering their mouth, ears, and eyes
If you want to become whole, let yourself be partial, my art is martial
If you want to become straight, let yourself be crooked, close your eyes and look, kid
If you want to become full, let yourself be empty, be a slave or be free
If you want to be reborn, let yourself die, drop that rallying cry for turning a blind eye
If you want to be given everything, give everything up, empty your cup, get out the country club
Express yourself completely, then keep quiet, put yourself on a mental diet and start a brain riot

If you open yourself to insight, you are at one with insight, right, and you can use it completely, see?
If you open yourself to loss, you are at one with loss, boss, and you can accept it completely, peep me?
He who stands on his tiptoes doesn't stand firm, squirms, and gets burned
She who rushes ahead, doesn't go far, on a mental journey or in a car
He who tries to shine, dims his own light, right, and gets lost at night
She who defines herself, can't know who she really is, or what time it is
He who has power over others, can't empower himself, greedy for wealth
She who clings to her work, will create nothing that endures, for sure

If you have nothing, you have nothing to lose, learn to unlearn, that's your real concern
The best athlete wants her opponent at her best, it's a test
The best general enters the mind of his enemy, on another day, they could be friends, see
There is no greater misfortune than underestimating your enemy, thinking that he's evil
Those who know don't talk, those who talk don't know
Those who show don't do, those who do don't show
A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon just arriving
A good artist lets intuition stand and is not intent upon just describing

Knowing others is intelligence, knowing yourself is true wisdom
Mastering others is strength, mastering yourself is true vision
The journey of a thousand miles starts from beneath your feet, on your street
Whoever is stiff and inflexible is a disciple of death, can't catch a breath
Whoever is soft and yielding is a disciple of life, an enemy of strife
If you blame someone else, there is no end to the blame, the shame
If you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold on to, nothing you can't do
If you aren't afraid of dying, there is nothing you can't achieve, learn the lessons, time for me to leave