My Translation of The Tao of Ching: The Tao of Heaven.

Words that can be spoken are not eternal. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth. The named is the Mother of myriad things. Thus, constantly without desire, one observes its essence. Constantly with desire, one observes its manifestations. These two emerge together but differ in name. The unity is said to be the mystery. Mystery of mysteries, the door to all wonders. When the world knows beauty as beauty, it is true that ugliness arises. When it knows good as good, evil arises. Thus, being and non-being produce each other. Difficult and easy bring about each other. Long and short reveal each other. High and low support each other. Music and voice harmonize each other

Front and back follow each other. Therefore the sages: Manage the work of detached actions. Conduct the teaching of no words. They work with myriad things but do not control. They create but do not possess. They act but do not presume. They succeed but do not dwell on success. It is because they do not dwell on success. That it never goes away. Do not glorify the achievers. The artists. So the people will not squabble. Do not treasure goods that are hard to obtain. So the people will not become thieves. Do not show the desired things. So their hearts will not be confused.Thus the governance of the sage: Empties their hearts. Fills their bellies. Weakens their ambitions. Strengthens their bones. Let the people have no cunning and no greed. So those who scheme will not dare to meddle. Act without contrivance. And nothing will be beyond control. The everfilled void is empty; when utilized, it is not filled up. So deep! It seems to be the source of all things. It blunts the sharpness. Unravels the knots. Dims the glare of the light. Mixes the dusts of earth new and old. So indistinct! It seems to exist. I do not know whose offspring it is. Its image is the predecessor of the Emperor. It's the image of the King. Heaven and Earth are impartial. They regard myriad things as stray dogs. The sages are impartial. They regard people as stray dogs. The space between Heaven and Earth. Is it not like a bellows? Empty, and yet never exhausted. It moves, and produces more. Too many words hasten failure. Cannot compare to keeping totems. The valley spirit, undying. Is called the Mystic Female. The gate of the Mystic Female. Is called the root of Heaven and Earth. It flows continuously, barely perceptible. Utilize it; it is never exhausted. Heaven and Earth are everlasting. The reason Heaven and Earth can last forever. Females. Is that they do not exist for themselves.Thus they can last forever. Therefore the sages: Place themselves last but end up in front. Are outside of themselves and yet survive. Is it not due to their selflessness? That is how they can achieve their own goals. The highest goodness resembles water. Water greatly benefits myriad things without contention. It stays in places that people dislike. Therefore it is similar to the principle. Dwelling with the right location. Feeling with great depth. Giving with great kindness. Speaking with great integrity. Governing with great administration. Handling with great capability. Moving with great timing. Because it does not contend. It is therefore beyond reproach. Holding a cup and overfilling it. Cannot be as good as stopping short. Pounding a blade and sharpening it. Cannot be kept for long. Gold and jade fill up the room. No one is able to protect them. Wealth and position bring arrogance. And leave disasters upon oneself. When achievement is completed, fame is attained. Withdraw oneself. This is the Tao of Heaven. This is the Tao of Heaven and Earth which can easily be both and not two. They can be one and the same. 

Live your life by principle. Dictated by you, and wise old sages that refer to us as stray dogs till your exhausted. That is what it means to me. Don't seek self gratification. And fame and glory. Don't put yourself first over anyone else but keep in mind you are important to the universe. But not quite like the Mystical Female. 

Words are useless. Especially sentences.

Sing it while you sleep. Train yourself. 

Hone your reactions. Allow yourself to feel. But do it without rage. Listen to your bedtime story. We are foolish stray dogs in the bigger picture. There is no risk. There is no glory. Walk away from beautiful distractions on your mission to be humble.

This is the Tao of Heaven ( and Earth )

The world will never crumble.