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Can you hear it? None of you can hear it. You see it? NONE OF YOU SEE IT. There is no time, there is no black, there is no white, there is nothing. He is everything. He is trapped, he thinks himself free. He has never been free. None of us have been....
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....beautiful song...
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....beautiful song...
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Reminds me quite a lot of a common pattern in...well, seekers of truth unlocking their hearts.
1. you think things are fine.
2. you realize things are quite not, and it feels awful, like death, but you cannot go back to the relative numbness you felt before; you were always dead, but are only now feeling it (pretty sure the "red pill" in the movie "The Matrix" is a metaphor for this).
3. You begin to grow out of it and achieve actual happiness. Rising from the dead, as it were.
1. you think things are fine.
2. you realize things are quite not, and it feels awful, like death, but you cannot go back to the relative numbness you felt before; you were always dead, but are only now feeling it (pretty sure the "red pill" in the movie "The Matrix" is a metaphor for this).
3. You begin to grow out of it and achieve actual happiness. Rising from the dead, as it were.
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