If you ask the turtle
where would you rather be?
The turtle, you'd see,
likes the murk and the
muck and the sun and
a log. The turtle does
not care if its image
and likeness are on
a broach or a coach
or a most elegant
artwork. The turtle
cannot see the point
of being elevated;
to be high is to miss
the pond and the river
and the other turtles.
To be in charge is to be
charged with not being
a turtle. The turtle sees
that being known and
knowing are in the same
category of errors: the
can relish the feeling of
a muggy day with the
certainty that comes
with fences and pencils.
–Adapted from the turtle parable in the Zhuangzi
Roman Ryan 