Who I Really Am No beginning, only Process. The Spirit reincarnates. Birth and Life The meeting of the unfolding and the experience. Layer upon layer of delusion. I have become I and forgotten.
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The Tide goes deep and deeper still. Witness. I do not hold, it has gone on. Witness. Here the pain. Not me to fix. Witness. Ever deeper, where now the
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I have a metal bowl. It was made by the latest in a lineage of such bowl makers. It is empty, though the Ocean is in it. If I strike it,
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