Tao of Da-da 26: Flit, O You Demi-Lord

The heavy foot is the root of the red light ticket.

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The heavy foot is the root of the red light ticket.
The unmoved refuses to put his shoes on and go to school.

Thus, A Man Called Da-da travels all day
without leaving home.
Later, while running errands
the splendid views out the windshield
stay serenely in place, mocking Da-da
with thoughts of dry cleaning, repair, grocery lists...
and of course power washing, scraping and painting
the Mortgaged Container of the Ten Thousand Things.

Why should a demi-lord of the manor
flit about like a fool?
If you let yourself be blown to and fro,
you lose touch with your root.
If you let restlessness move you,
you lose touch with who you are.
Then again, try explaining that to Ma-ma.

[Excerpted from Da-da's unpublished third best seller, The Tao of Da-da (or "Strong Winds CAN Blow All Day, Depending on How Much Sugar Has Been Ingested"). Void where prohibited. Only half-blind, forward-looking publishers may apply. Get a hunch, bet a bunch.]

The Tao of Da-da is often distant and opaque... until it hits you in the forehead at 90 mph.