The great way is real, it is the truth.
The only truth.
But it is far beyond the grasp of anyone who exists inside this vicious cycle of duality and opinion
The truth is not meant to be seen by eyes so empty, not meant to be comprehended by the mind and that is all there is, mind.
Trapped inside the rotting carcass of the partial truth of knowledge, condemned to half of the whole, to believe in just a side of the story.
But it was because of you
So close to a real life
sadly a fruitless effort, no longer what you want and never will be again. Now this life, void.
To live this way, without living.
Its is not guilt pointed at anyone
not to the parents, no friends, not You or to any of the former lovers or acquaintances, its no one else.
sculpted and perfected, now it is terminated.
Enough.
Rejoin the root, hope that the next life will be fair
Love you, sorry
Bye
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