Laozi founded a school of thought called Daoism, which turned out to be pretty popular among the billions (then just a few horny handfuls) of Chinese people in the world.
|Wu-wei means never questioning the growth of your eyebrows|
This state of lowered-inhibitions is one most people across our country strive for on a weekly basis. When kids go out and drink Lambrini in the park, when 18-20something year olds neck back shots in the clubs, or when Mum and Dad recline on the sofa and slowly see off a bottle of wine in the house - we're all trying to reach wu-wei. Only the Daoists did it without quite so much liver disease, financial strife and morning after regrets.
|"I am so fucking zen right now."|
If Laozi could overcome the hardships and pressures to conform of his day - which were far more likely to result in death than those of mine - then I don't see why I shouldn't too. So I suppose that's my goal for the year: to stop thinking about things too much; to act when I get the urge to; and to worry about the future when I get there. In short, I intend to progress through this year the same way I entered it, and live like I'm drunk.