As a bona-fide, proud card-carrying wordsmith member, I cringe every time I open up the Tao Te Ching, and the first words of Chapter 1 pops up at me:
The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao
The name that can be named is not the eternal name…
As a wordsmith, the written word is my playground. Anything I wanted to express, I could easily do so simply by tapping on my keys and displaying the contents of my mind in various eclectic, artistic formations. I have hit a wall, however in my varied and relentless attempts to grasp and comprehend the Tao.