The Tao is vague and obscure. It keeps secrets. It does not write tell all books. It leaves that to the fools who pose as sages. Those who seek to nail it down miss and hit their own thumb. It is everything and nothing. It remains unchanged through time, yet it changes constantly. Those who seek to grasp it try to grasp the air. Those who try to see it blind themselves. Those who desire to hear it are deaf.