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One
Of six billion
I am.
Nameless,
Universal, Prototypic Human
Struggling with
Culture-conditioned, personality identified
Separateness,
To be born anew.
To see
Right-perspective,
Proper-scale:
My sacred nothingness
as one
of six sacred billion.
To interiorize this
As the Antidote
To the Poison of the Conditioned
self-believing,
self-centered,
success-oriented,
twentieth century, control-oriented,
Persona of
Who I thought I was.
The human soul
Is
One Soul:
All in me,
Me in all.
Tiny,
Infinitesimal, transient me
Obscure birth,
Obscure death:
Obscure life,
The seed of New-Prototypic Human
Has been sown.
The direction is clear:
The work must be done now.
To live as
One of six billion,
Not as a bee in a hive,
But,
Expanding,
The best in me,
Wanting nothing personally: if only that is to
Learn
Again and again
What
That means.
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