Ton: Once in a while, out of the ordinary, this Taoist says, have you read the Tao The Ching lately?? : Tön Greg: Something, mysteriously formed, alone, in the void. Ever Unchanging, Ever in motion. It is the mother of Ten Thousand Things. To name it, is to diminish it, yet to speak of it, one must name it. For lack of a better word, I call it Great, For lack of a better name, I call it Tao. : ------ And our existence to fill the void.... One give rise to the other. : Tön : ------ Greg: :o)