I saw a sad old woman today.

Reality views the world through a trillion pairs of eyes and no matter how good bad or mediocre the view, the being therein morns the thought of its own death.

It is the same Tao looking through every pair of eyes and so can not die as was never born. But it still 'feels' attached to each of its bodies as if it were the last, only or most important.

Missing from its narrowed off view that it is the I behind every set of eyes!

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  1. Our mind sees what it is attached to. If we see our selves in the old woman, she becomes transformed into the greater I, and the old becomes a myth.

    If we see only the Tao, there is nothing left to say or to point to.

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