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A palm of the earth ..,
it becomes a blade of grass and because the sun gives it so much light, heat and food, it longs to sit next to it or hold it and for that it climbs, climbs as much as possible and measures its climb compared to other grasses and climb and climb. At night it forgets all this and turns it's face to itself with joy, but during the day he hates itself because he loves the sun. When it finally reaches the sun, the blade of grass finds its source ... the source of its own source - the earth that from itself has molded a blade of grass. And if it reconciles with his own source, with the earth, and thereby with the sun, which from itself has molded the earth, he will find the source of all that exists: "that which does not exist" - emptiness… And if it reconciles with that too, it will see how "what does not exist" from itself has molded everything that exists.
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