What was born must die. Only the unborn is deathless. Find what is it that never sleeps and never wakes, and whose pale reflection is our sense of 'I'.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Dependence on avijja
You take yourself to
be a name and a
body, so all you perceive are names and bodies.
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