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If everyone and everything is mind, then nothing operates outside of it but you. It is a mirror of yourself, gazing back from a world you were once told you were unworthy of—a belief not diminished by time, but strengthened by it.

It is written into you, carried in your DNA like a procession of assailants, urging you not to see your own beauty, not to feel the calm, liquid nature of your essence.

And yet, when you stand outside the mind, you stand outside your own image. It is this boundary between two states that makes you believe you are separate. But that wall has already dissolved—not by you, not by me, but by the sound of another voice moving through our own, shattering barriers and mending what was broken.

What was built through heartache is undone through pain, and softened, at last, through maturity.