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“Cyclic karma is not a metaphysical approach to the meaning of life because you can see it in history books. The world always attracts that which scares it the most, as if ignorance was not an excuse to avoid responsibility. And the world of today, is as silent about that which has been vilified, as in the case of the Muslims and other minorities, as it once was about the German Jews and other persecuted groups. But likewise and as before, by the same spiritual law, when you ignore that which you don't identify yourself with, you are dragged into a war you didn't choose to have.”

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