We are deluded that we travel from somewhere to somewhere, across time and space, but the truth is that we have always been and always will be – everywhere. We are the rain, and the cloud it comes from, and the earth that soaks it up. There is no you and I; we are the same drop of water, the same grain of sand. Another person that we love, or hate, is just a mirror that we have devised to look at our own reflection while trying on like so many garments all the various ways we feel about ourselves. We are both the mirror and the person standing in front of it.
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