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Chapter 5 of 33
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In the state of Lu there was a man who had lost one foot, named Wang Tai. Those who followed him and studied with him were about as numerous as those who followed Confucius.
Chang Ji asked Confucius: "Wang Tai is a man who has lost a foot, and his followers divide the state of Lu equally with you, Master. He stands without teaching, sits without discoursing. Students go to him empty and return full. Is there truly such a thing as teaching without words, and can one achieve understanding in the heart without relying on outward form? What sort of man is this?"
Confucius said: "This gentleman is a sage. I, Qiu, have merely lagged behind and have not yet gone to see him! I would take him as my teacher, let alone those who are not my equals! Not only the state of Lu—I would lead the whole world to follow him."
Chang Ji said: "He is a man who has lost a foot, yet he surpasses you, Master. Then his distance from the mediocre must be even greater. If he is like this, what exactly is his state of mind?"
Confucius said: "Life and death are great matters, yet he is not changed by them; even if heaven and earth toppled over, he would not be lost with them. He discerns the true essence that relies on nothing, does not shift with external things, and governs the transformations of all things while holding fast to their root."
Chang Ji asked: "What does this mean?" Confucius said: "Seen from the perspective of difference, the liver and the gall are as distant as the states of Chu and Yue; seen from the perspective of sameness, all things are one. A man like this pays no heed to what the ears and eyes delight in, but lets his mind roam in the harmony of Virtue (the inner power of one's nature). He views all things in their sameness and does not see what they have lost. He regards the loss of his own foot as the casting away of a clod of earth."
Chang Ji said: "He cultivates himself, using his wisdom to attain his mind, and using his mind to attain the constancy of his original heart. But why do the multitudes all gather around him?"
Confucius said: "People do not see their reflection in flowing water, but in still water. Only what is still can bring stillness to other things. Of those that receive life from the earth, only the pine and cypress hold the purest essence, remaining green through winter and summer. Of those that receive life from heaven, only Yao and Shun hold the purest essence, standing at the head of all beings. By good fortune they are able to make their own lives upright, and thereby upright the lives of others. Guarding the evidence of the primordial, possessing the substance that fears nothing—a single brave man will boldly charge into a host of thousands upon thousands. If one who seeks fame and spurs himself on can do this, how much more so one who takes heaven and earth as his storehouse, holds all things within his breast, regards his six limbs as mere lodgings, treats his ears and eyes as mere symbols, unifies all knowing within the Great Wisdom, and whose original heart never perishes! He will in due time ascend to the realm of non-dependence, and the multitudes will naturally follow him. How could he concern himself with outward things?"
Shen Tu Jia was a man who had lost a foot, and he studied together with Zi Chan of the state of Zheng under the master Bo Hun Wu Ren.
Zi Chan said to Shen Tu Jia: "If I go out first, you stay; if you go out first, I stay." The next day, they were again seated together in the same chamber on the same mat.
Zi Chan said to Shen Tu Jia: "If I go out first, you stay; if you go out first, I stay. Now I am about to go out—can you stay or not? When you see a high minister in office, you do not yield way—do you regard yourself as equal to a high minister?"
Shen Tu Jia said: "Within our master's own gate, is there such a high minister? You merely preen yourself on your official position and look down on others. I have heard it said: 'When a mirror is bright, dust does not settle on it; when dust settles, the mirror is no longer bright.' To dwell long in the company of worthy men produces no error. Now what you have come here to seek is the great principle, and you pay reverence to our master—yet you speak such words, is this not also an error?"
Zi Chan said: "You are already like this, and you still want to compete with Yao in goodness. Weigh your own virtue—is it not enough to make you reflect?"
Shen Tu Jia said: "Those who excuse themselves by saying their fault did not merit the punishment of having a foot cut off are many; those who do not excuse themselves and acknowledge that their own error made such a end unavoidable are few. To know that things cannot be helped and to accept them calmly, as one accepts the decree of fate, only one who possesses Virtue can do this. Walking through life is like walking within the range of Archer Yi's bow. The very center is precisely where one is most likely to be struck; yet to escape being struck is a matter of fate. Many are those who laugh at one whose foot is incomplete because they have complete feet. When I heard such laughter, I flew into a rage. But when I came to this master's place, my anger vanished and I returned to calm. Was it that the master cleansed me with goodness, or that I woke up of myself? I have been with this master for nineteen years, and he has never once appeared to know that I am a man who has lost his foot. Now you and I should be companions in what lies within the physical form, yet you make demands on me in what lies beyond the physical form—is this not excessive?"
When Zi Chan heard this, his countenance changed abruptly, and he said respectfully: "Please say no more!"
There was a man of Lu who had lost his toes, named Shu Shan Wu Zhi, who came walking on his heels to see Confucius.
Confucius said: "You were not careful in the past, and having already committed an error, you have fallen to this state. Now even if you have come, is it not too late?"
Wu Zhi said: "I merely failed to understand principle and used my body rashly, and so I lost my toes. Now I have come because there is something more honorable than the foot that remains, and I wish to strive to preserve it. Heaven covers all things without exception, and Earth bears all things without exception. I took you, Master, as Heaven and Earth—but how was I to know that you, Master, would be such a person?"
Confucius said: "I, Qiu, am indeed shallow! Sir, why not come in? Please tell me of what you have seen and heard." But Wu Zhi turned and went away.
Confucius said: "Disciples, strive! Wu Zhi is a man who has lost his toes, yet he strives in learning to make amends for his former error—how much more so one whose Virtue is whole?"
Wu Zhi said to Lao Dan: "As for Kong Qiu—has he perhaps not yet attained the state of the Ultimate Man? Why does he reverently seek to learn from you in that way? He still pursues those strange and bizarre empty reputations—does he not know that in the eyes of the Ultimate Man, these are precisely the fetters that bind him?"
Lao Dan said: "Why not directly make him see life and death as one thread, and unite the permissible and the impermissible into one, loosening his fetters? Would that not be excellent?"
Wu Zhi said: "This is the punishment meted out by Heaven—how can it be untied?"
Duke Ai of Lu asked Confucius: "In the state of Wei there is an exceedingly ugly man named Ai Tai Tuo. Men who consort with him miss him and cannot bear to leave him. Women who see him petition their fathers and mothers, saying: 'I would rather be this gentleman's concubine than another man's chief wife.' Such women number ten or more, and their number continues to grow. Never have I heard of him taking the lead in anything; he merely follows others, that is all. He has no position of authority by which to rescue others from death or disaster, no accumulated wealth by which to fill others' bellies. Moreover, because of his frightful ugliness, he merely follows and never leads, and his understanding does not exceed his immediate surroundings. Yet men and women alike all gather before him—this man must surely possess something different from ordinary people. I summoned him to see for myself—and indeed, he was hideously ugly. He had been with me less than a month, and I already felt affection for his character; in less than a year, I came to trust him completely. The state had no prime minister, and I entrusted the governance to him. He responded with a dull, reluctant air, his expression aloof, as if declining. I felt ashamed, and in the end I handed the state over to him. But before long, he left me and went away. I was left disconsolate, as though I had lost something, as though there were no one left in the state to share joy with me. What sort of man is this?"
Confucius said: "Once when I was on a mission to the state of Chu, I happened to see a litter of piglets nursing from a dead sow. After a while, they started in alarm, sensing something wrong, and all abandoned her and ran away. Because the sow no longer looked at them, no longer responded to them—they felt they had lost their kind. The piglets loved their mother not for her physical form, but for that which animates the form. Those who fall in battle are buried without the ornaments of a bier; those who have lost a foot no longer cherish their shoes. Because in each case the fundamental has been lost. Women who serve the Son of Heaven do not trim their nails, and do not pierce their ears—men who have taken a wife are no longer employed as close attendants. Yet physical completeness can accomplish this; how much more so one whose Virtue is whole? Now Ai Tai Tuo gains trust without speaking, and closeness without merit, causing men to hand over their states to him, fearing only that he will not accept. This must be a man of complete endowment* whose Virtue does not manifest itself."
Duke Ai asked: "What is meant by 'complete endowment'?"
Confucius said: "Life and death, preservation and loss, poverty and success, poverty and wealth, worthy and unworthy, praise and blame, hunger and thirst, cold and heat—these are the transformations of things, the workings of fate. Day and night they alternate before us, and human wisdom cannot fathom their beginning. Therefore none of these is sufficient to disturb the inner harmony of the mind, nor can they enter into the innermost sanctum of the heart. Let the heart maintain its harmony and joyful ease, unobstructed and never losing its capacity for delight. Let it flow day and night without interruption, attuned to all things while preserving a springlike warmth within—this is the ever-renewing harmonious response that arises within when encountering the outer world. This is what is called 'complete endowment.'"
Duke Ai asked: "What is meant by 'Virtue does not manifest itself'?" Confucius said: "Levelness—this is the state of water at perfect stillness. It can serve as the standard, and the mind maintains this unruffled stillness without outward disturbance. Virtue is the cultivation that results when harmony is achieved. 'Virtue does not manifest itself'—that is, Virtue does not leak outward, and thus all things naturally cannot leave it."
Later, Duke Ai told Min Zi of this and said: "At first, I governed the world from the position of a sovereign, holding the welfare of my people in mind and worrying over their lives and deaths—I considered myself already supremely accomplished. Now that I have heard the words of an Ultimate Man, I fear that I possess no real virtue—that I have recklessly used my own person and might lose my state. I and Kong Qiu are not lord and minister; we are friends joined by Virtue."
A man who was lame, hunchbacked, and harelip went to persuade Duke Ling of Wei, and Duke Ling took great delight in him. Thereafter, when looking at those whose bodies were complete, he found their necks too thin and long. A man with a great goiter on his neck went to persuade Duke Huan of Qi, and Duke Huan took great delight in him. Thereafter, when looking at those whose bodies were complete, he found their necks too thin and long. Thus, where Virtue excels, the physical form is forgotten. Man does not forget what he ought to forget—the physical form—yet forgets what he ought not to forget—Virtue. That is what is called true forgetting.
Therefore the sage has a realm in which he roams. He regards wisdom as a calamity, convention as glue and lacquer, dispensing virtue as a form of barter, and skill as a matter of commerce. The sage does not scheme—what need has he for wisdom? He does not carve and polish—what need has he for glue and lacquer? He has sustained no loss—what need has he for dispensing virtue? He does not buy and sell—what need has he for commerce? These four things are the nurturing provided by Heaven. That nurturing which Heaven provides is Heaven's own food. Since one is already fed by Heaven, what need is there for these human contrivances?
He has a human form, yet without human passionate attachments. Because he has a human form, he can dwell among the multitude; because he has no human passionate attachments, right and wrong do not alight upon him. How small are the things that belong to humanity! How great is the lone accomplishment of one's Heaven-given nature!
Hui Zi said to Zhuang Zi: "Can a man truly be without feeling?"
Zhuang Zi said: "Yes."
Hui Zi said: "If a man is without feeling, how can he be called a man?"
Zhuang Zi said: "The Dao gave man a countenance, and Heaven gave man a physical form—how can he not be called a man?"
Hui Zi said: "Once he is called a man, how can he be without feeling?"
Zhuang Zi said: "What you call feeling is not what I call feeling. What I mean by having no feeling is that a man does not harm his own inner being through likes and dislikes, but constantly follows what is natural without artificially adding to life."
Hui Zi said: "If he does not add to life, how does he preserve his own body?"
Zhuang Zi said: "The Dao gave man a countenance, and Heaven gave man a physical form: do not harm your inner being through likes and dislikes. But now you expend your spirit outside yourself, wearying your vital energy—leaning on a tree, chanting, dozing against a withered wu tree. Heaven gave you a form, yet you take pride and delight in the disputations of 'hardness and whiteness.'"
The central proposition of this chapter is the claim that "the seal of Virtue"—the fullness within of Virtue (the intrinsic power and harmony dwelling in nature)—will naturally manifest in the outermost appearance of living as a "symbol" or "mark" transcending form. Zhuang Zhou's central insight is this: true power stems entirely from interior wholeness, not from outward completeness.
Wang Tai, Shen Tu Jia, Shu Shan Wu Zhi, Ai Tai Tuo, the lame-hunchbacked-man with the withered lip and the goitrous man——none of these fit the secular prototype of a "complete individual". These are men amputated at the limb, seated, crippled, mutilated, ghastly disfigured to the point of the grotesque——and in Zhuang Zhou's brush precisely these persons emerge, pure, an open passage to the integrity of De; to holding it together first-hand against a body perpetually coming apart of others. So this voice serves in his canvas his Tao.
In crafting them separate the external and physical layers of existence atop internal conceptual powers. Shen Tu Jia lashes back early with bracing outrage to someone in your presence: "Actual association with an injury like the deep sea—through spirit via these outer limbs You gauge whether intact selves align wholly. Those who flourish find ancestry inside—walk other shape and watch back limbless identify break ups extra absolute. Failure produces those who meet as beauty in a plain.
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Being "Spring" for Others. "Being spring with all things" is an extraordinarily refined way of relating to others: let everyone who comes into contact with you feel a gentle vitality, rather than pressure, judgment, or demands. This is not enthusiasm, but a quiet, sustained warmth.
The True Meaning of "Emotionlessness": Not letting likes and dislikes harm the body. It is not about being devoid of emotion, but rather not allowing extreme emotional swings to consume one's vitality. Likes and dislikes are natural, but "inwardly harming the body" is something that can be avoided. When you ruminate repeatedly, lose sleep, or grow angry over something unnecessary, you are using emotions to harm yourself.
"Virtue Unmanifest" and the Hiddenness of the Dao: Zhuangzi says that the highest state of virtue is "unmanifest" (bu xing)—remaining unseen. This seems to create a tension with the "signature" (fu—symbol, mark) of "The Sign of Virtue Complete." Virtue is full within, yet it takes "remaining unmanifest" as its highest form. This implies a profound philosophy: true influence is not achieved through display, but through presence. Ai T'ai-t'o "responded lethargically and then withdrew as if declining"—he is hesitant and indifferent in responding to the world, yet it is precisely this posture of non-ingratiation and non-initiative that engenders deep trust in him from others.
"Emotionlessness" and the Paradox of Human Nature: The debate between Zhuangzi and Huizi over "emotionlessness" is one of the earliest philosophical debates about "human nature" in history. Huizi argues from common sense: humans have emotions; without them, one is no longer human. Zhuangzi makes a critical conceptual shift: being without emotion does not mean having no emotions, but rather not allowing emotions to become tools that injure one's inner peace. "Do not let likes and dislikes inwardly harm the body"—likes and dislikes are permissible, but they must not "inwardly harm the body." This "mean-like" view of emotion is more radical than the later Confucian "when released, all hit the proper pitch": it is not about curbing emotion, but letting it flow on the level of "the natural," without fixation or accumulation.
The Philosophy of "Heavenly Punishment": Wuchi says Confucius is "punished by Heaven—how could he be released?" Confucius is punished by Heaven and cannot be freed. This is not an insult, but points to this: a person bound by social roles and the thought system of name-and-education is a person "punished by Heaven," because he cannot return to authentic freedom. This reminds us: more often than not, what binds us is not our external predicaments, but our inner attachments. Confucius thinks he is pursuing truth, yet in Wuchi's eyes, the "fame" he pursues is precisely the shackle that binds him.
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