Three Saints of the National Dynasty (with Market Commentary)

2008/6/4 15:14:21

Yesterday on a sudden whim, I composed a regulated verse for Uncle Zhou, combining it with the previously written verses for Grandpa Mao and Uncle Lin to form "Three Saints of the National Dynasty." With this, all the great figures of our national dynasty have been accounted — no one else is worthy of a poem. These three regulated verses stand like great halls, like sacred temples. All of you may now begin entering to burn incense and pay homage.

Three Saints of the National Dynasty

Chán Zhōng Shuō Chán

The Civil-Military Saint: Mao Zedong for Ten Thousand Ages

　　　　

Young Runzhi, proud beyond princes and lords — his ardor soaring, overawing the Nine Provinces.

Ten thousand li he drove the clouds back to narrow islands — ten years he stirred the waves to sweep the globe.

Once heaven and earth had joined their forces — yet in the end, heroes are never truly free.

The world split three ways, a dream of scholar-ants — the Xiang River flows on, silent, waters running void.

The Military Saint: Lin Biao, a Thousand Riddles of Grand Fortune

Across ten thousand li, the divine land bristled with forest-flags — from the Milky Way, ghostly voices echoed afar.

The red-faced elder suspected watchful eyes — the young yellow-haired lad hatched plans in his heart.

Having waged a hundred battles that shook heaven and earth — in one lonely night-flight, he bewildered past and present.

Over the great desert, blue smoke disperses yet gathers — the north wind sends only the bloody soul's lament.

The Civil Saint: Zhou Enlai for a Hundred Years

A life perfect in all ten measures, a soul perfect in all ten — in a hundred years of China, he alone stands apart.

Eastward the great river carries aspiration — from the west, sparks of fire bloom into spirit.

Sichuan's vast clouds endured a thousand kalpas — through wind and rain's twilight chaos, yet ten thousand jun of force.

A singular wonder of a man, the Sage Zhou — who now shall carry on the torch you held?

A couple days ago I played the crow's mouth and told everyone to watch the Bollinger Bands, to be careful of a recent breakdown. Now the worst-case scenario is one final drop, breaking below 3000. If the market has enough kidney-water, then perhaps everyone can celebrate — a double bottom and then up it goes. From here, it's just like that. Off you go.