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Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra. https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
31
Fine weapons are instruments of misfortune; all creatures fear them.
In peace we favor creation; at war we favor destruction.
Weapons are tools of misfortune, not the tools of the wise.
The sage uses them only as the very last, with calm restraint.
Victory is no cause for rejoicing; victory comes from killing.
If you enjoy killing, you can never be fulfilled.
When victorious, celebrate as if at a funeral.
Diamond Sutra:
17
Within Buddha is everything. All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self. Whatever has no self, is Buddha.
Ned
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra. https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
31
Fine weapons are instruments of misfortune; all creatures fear them.
In peace we favor creation; at war we favor destruction.
Weapons are tools of misfortune, not the tools of the wise.
The sage uses them only as the very last, with calm restraint.
Victory is no cause for rejoicing; victory comes from killing.
If you enjoy killing, you can never be fulfilled.
When victorious, celebrate as if at a funeral.
Diamond Sutra:
17
Within Buddha is everything. All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self. Whatever has no self, is Buddha.
Ned
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra. https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess
where you will end up.
31
Fine weapons are instruments of misfortune; all creatures fear them.
In peace we favor creation; at war we favor destruction.
Weapons are tools of misfortune, not the tools of the wise.
The sage uses them only as the very last, with calm restraint.
Victory is no cause for rejoicing; victory comes from killing.
If you enjoy killing, you can never be fulfilled.
When victorious, celebrate as if at a funeral.
Diamond Sutra:
17
Within Buddha is everything. All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self. Whatever has no self, is Buddha.
Ned
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra. https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess where you will end up.
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. Efie
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your
nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the destination loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
Efae Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. Efie
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your
nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests
uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
Efae Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
Efo| Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation.
You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically,
one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
Efo| Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices, experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing
rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra. https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donAt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
youAre moving through life in a way that doesnAt align with your
nature or desires.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o suggests >uncertaintyuwhen you force yourself down paths you donAt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnAt in the journey, the destination >loses clarity. The othousand riverso could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itAs a line from a poem/song)?
-----
Ned
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. Efie
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your
nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests
uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
Efae Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
Efo| Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation.
You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically,
one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
Efo| Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing
rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
rUo This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>>>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. Efie
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your
nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests
uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
Efae Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
Efo| Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation.
You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically,
one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
Efo| Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing
rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
rUo This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:In other words, it is a nothing.
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>>>>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donAt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers,
youAre moving through life in a way that doesnAt align with your
nature or desires.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o suggests
uncertaintyuwhen you force yourself down paths you donAt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnAt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The othousand riverso could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itAs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright u letAs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
oIf you donAt love the water and sail a thousand riversao
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donAt love life, donAt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (oa
thousand riverso), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation.
You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection >>>> for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically,
one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting u and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: oWatero and oa thousand riverso conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing
rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
u as if even the narrator doesnAt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect u letAs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HereAs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, oChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.o
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
Ned
On Fri, 22 Aug 2025 16:04:56 -0700, Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com>
wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click >>>>>>>> on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>>> yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your >>>>>> nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests >>>>>> uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly >>>>>> care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions >>>>>> or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you, >>>>>> where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation. >>>>> You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection >>>>> for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically, >>>>> one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing >>>>> rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
In other words, it is a nothing.
On 8/22/2025 4:10 PM, Noah Sombrero wrote:
On Fri, 22 Aug 2025 16:04:56 -0700, Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com>
wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click >>>>>>>>> on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would >>>>>>>> guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>>>> yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your >>>>>>> nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests >>>>>>> uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly >>>>>>> care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the >>>>>>> destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions >>>>>>> or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you, >>>>>>> where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as >>>>>>> though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which >>>>>> all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation. >>>>>> You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without
affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically, >>>>>> one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise, >>>>>> life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness, >>>>>> flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices, >>>>>> experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing >>>>>> rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty >>>>>> rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside >>>>> tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy!-a :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
In other words, it is a nothing.
And what was the Buddha quote that started this whole thread?
"All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self.
Whatever has no self,
is Buddha."
Ned
On 8/22/2025 4:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 4:10 PM, Noah Sombrero wrote:
On Fri, 22 Aug 2025 16:04:56 -0700, Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com>
wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click >>>>>>>>>> on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would >>>>>>>>> guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donAt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>>>>> youAre moving through life in a way that doesnAt align with your >>>>>>>> nature or desires.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o suggests >>>>>>>> uncertaintyuwhen you force yourself down paths you donAt truly >>>>>>>> care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnAt in the journey, the >>>>>>>> destination
loses clarity. The othousand riverso could be the many directions >>>>>>>> or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you, >>>>>>>> where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection >>>>>>>> (expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as >>>>>>>> though itAs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright u letAs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
oIf you donAt love the water and sail a thousand riversao
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which >>>>>>> all journeys flow. If you donAt love life, donAt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (oa
thousand riverso), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation. >>>>>>> You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without
affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically, >>>>>>> one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise, >>>>>>> life becomes drifting u and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: oWatero and oa thousand riverso conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices, >>>>>>> experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing >>>>>>> rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with >>>>>>> their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty >>>>>>> u as if even the narrator doesnAt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry, >>>>>>> folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying >>>>>>> in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect u letAs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HereAs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, oChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.o
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy!a :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
In other words, it is a nothing.
And what was the Buddha quote that started this whole thread?
"All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self.
Whatever has no self,
is Buddha."
Ned
Dukka, Anicca, and Anatta walk into a bar.
Dukka says, "Life sucks!"
Anicca says, "This too shall pass."
And Anatta says, "You talking to ME!?"
Ned
On Fri, 22 Aug 2025 16:24:22 -0700, Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com>
wrote:
On 8/22/2025 4:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:Chatty doesn't even have a no self. All it has is programming code.
On 8/22/2025 4:10 PM, Noah Sombrero wrote:
On Fri, 22 Aug 2025 16:04:56 -0700, Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com>
wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click >>>>>>>>>>> on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would >>>>>>>>>> guess
where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who >>>>>>>>> would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>>>>>> yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your >>>>>>>>> nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests >>>>>>>>> uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly >>>>>>>>> care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even >>>>>>>>> meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the >>>>>>>>> destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions >>>>>>>>> or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you, >>>>>>>>> where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection >>>>>>>>> (expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as >>>>>>>>> though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY >>>>>>>>
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which >>>>>>>> all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its >>>>>>>> nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa >>>>>>>> thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion >>>>>>>> but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation. >>>>>>>> You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points >>>>>>>> to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without
affection
for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen >>>>>>>> ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically, >>>>>>>> one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise, >>>>>>>> life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness, >>>>>>>> flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices, >>>>>>>> experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing >>>>>>>> rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This >>>>>>>> makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and >>>>>>>> the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with >>>>>>>> their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty >>>>>>>> rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person >>>>>>>> might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry, >>>>>>>> folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying >>>>>>>> in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside >>>>>>> tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy!-a :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
In other words, it is a nothing.
And what was the Buddha quote that started this whole thread?
"All things are Buddha-things.
All things have no self.
Whatever has no self,
is Buddha."
Ned
Dukka, Anicca, and Anatta walk into a bar.
Dukka says, "Life sucks!"
Anicca says, "This too shall pass."
And Anatta says, "You talking to ME!?"
Ned
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click
on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.-a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>>>>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. Efie
Taken literally:
If you donrCOt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>> yourCOre moving through life in a way that doesnrCOt align with your >>>>> nature or desires.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY suggests
uncertaintyrCowhen you force yourself down paths you donrCOt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnrCOt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The rCLthousand riversrCY could be the many directions >>>>> or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you,
where you end up is left to chance.
Efae Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itrCOs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright rCo letrCOs open it up both ways.
Efo| Philosophical Reflection
rCLIf you donrCOt love the water and sail a thousand riversrCarCY
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donrCOt love life, donrCOt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (rCLa
thousand riversrCY), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation.
You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question rCLwho would guess where you will end up?rCY points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection >>>> for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically,
one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting rCo and drift has no clear destiny.
Efo| Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: rCLWaterrCY and rCLa thousand riversrCY conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing
rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
rCo as if even the narrator doesnrCOt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect rCo letrCOs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HererCOs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, rCLChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.rCY
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
rUo This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
Ned
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:17 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 1:13 PM, Ned Ludd wrote:
On 8/22/2025 12:40 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
Often in the morning, when there is nothing on net, I'll click >>>>>>>> on my Three Treasures app, and do one from each of the
categories: Cold Mountain, Tao Teh Ching, and Diamond
Sutra.a https://tinyurl.com/NedsThreeTreasures
These were the three I got today...
Cold Mountain:
37
I think of all the places I've been,
Chasing about from one famous spot to another.
Delighting in mountains, I scaled the mile high peaks;
Loving the water, I sailed a thousand rivers.
I held farewell parties with my friends in Lute Valley;
I brought my zither and played on Parrot Shoals.
Who would guess I'd end up under a pine tree,
Clasping my knees in the whispering cold?
Tao Teh Ching:
If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who would guess >>>>>>> where you will end up.
Q: If you donAt love the water and sail a thousand rivers who
would guess where you will end up?
ChatGPT said: That sounds almost like a riddle or a poetic
fragment. ?
Taken literally:
If you donAt love the water, yet you still sail a thousand rivers, >>>>>> youAre moving through life in a way that doesnAt align with your
nature or desires.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o suggests
uncertaintyuwhen you force yourself down paths you donAt truly
care for, your destination becomes unpredictable, maybe even
meaningless.
Taken poetically:
It could be saying that if your heart isnAt in the journey, the
destination
loses clarity. The othousand riverso could be the many directions
or choices in life. Without love, passion, or purpose guiding you, >>>>>> where you end up is left to chance.
? Would you like me to treat this as a philosophical reflection
(expand on life meaning), or as a literary analysis (unpack it as
though itAs a line from a poem/song)?
Q: Do both.
ChatGPT said: Alright u letAs open it up both ways.
? Philosophical Reflection
oIf you donAt love the water and sail a thousand riversao
Water here can be seen as life itself, or the medium through which
all journeys flow. If you donAt love life, donAt embrace its
nature, yet you keep moving through countless experiences (oa
thousand riverso), your course is not guided by inner passion
but by inertia.
Without love (purpose, passion, joy), your journey lacks orientation. >>>>> You may travel far, but each step feels arbitrary.
The question owho would guess where you will end up?o points
to the unpredictability of a life without alignment. Without affection >>>>> for the journey, destinations are accidents rather than chosen
ports.
In philosophy, this touches on existentialism: to live authentically, >>>>> one must not just move through existence but embrace it. Otherwise,
life becomes drifting u and drift has no clear destiny.
? Literary Analysis
This reads like a fragment of lyric poetry or a proverb:
Imagery: oWatero and oa thousand riverso conjure vastness,
flow, movement, and multiplicity. Rivers symbolize paths, choices,
experiences, or stories.
Contrast: The speaker introduces tension between the journey (sailing >>>>> rivers) and the feeling toward it (not loving the water). This
makes the act of travel feel alien, perhaps even tragic.
Theme: It suggests themes of alienation, aimless wandering, and
the loss of direction when one pursues paths not in harmony with
their heart.
Tone: The rhetorical question at the end adds a wistful uncertainty
u as if even the narrator doesnAt know where such a person
might arrive. It leaves the image open-ended, like the rivers
themselves.
It has the flavor of something you might find in romantic poetry,
folk wisdom, or even a translated proverb.
Would you like me to try to expand this into a full poem, staying
in the same style and mood as your line?
Q: Yeah, how about a myth/parable, and with rhyme and meter?
ChatGPT said: Perfect u letAs give it the feel of an old fireside
tale, wrapped in rhyme and steady meter, so it reads like both
myth and parable. HereAs my take:
The Sailor Who Feared the Water
There once was a sailor who feared the sea,
Yet sailed where the rivers ran endlessly.
He followed the currents from mountain to sand,
With no love to guide him, no harbor, no land.
He mocked every ripple, he cursed every wave,
Yet drifted through valleys, through caverns, through caves.
He carried no compass, he trusted no star,
For he sought not a home, but to wander afar.
The rivers all whispered, oChoose one, and belong,
Sing us your heart, for the water loves song.o
But he hardened his spirit, refused every plea,
And so he was lost where no sailor should be.
For one who sails waters he never can love
Will wander forever with nothing above.
But one who sails gladly, though storms may descend,
Finds joy in the journey, and peace at the end.
? This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
Ned
I wonder who programs chatGPT. Mostly guys I suspect ?
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
On 8/22/2025 2:25 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
rUo This way it works as a parable: the sailor without love for
his journey becomes a warning, while the final stanza turns it
into a teaching.
---
Ned
ChatGPT-What a guy! :)
Chatty could be a girl if you want. Just ask it to talk
in the voice of a teeny-bopper, or an old crone, or a
mother.
Ned
I wonder who programs chatGPT. Mostly guys I suspect ?
On 8/22/2025 6:24 PM, Tara wrote:
Ned Ludd <nedludd@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
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