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The Collected Works of J. Krishnamurti: 1966-1967 : Perennial questions

Comprising a series of talks and dialogues, this volume delves into profound questions of existence, consciousness, and the nature of reality, reflecting Krishnamurti's unique perspective on human experience. more

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Jiddu Krishnamurti
Jiddu Krishnamurti

Jiddu Krishnamurti was an Indian philosopher, speaker, and writer who lived from May 12, 1895, to February 17, 1986. He is known for his teachings on the nature of the mind, consciousness, and the path to enlightenment. Krishnamurti emphasized the importance of self-inquiry and the transformation of consciousness, and his work has had a significant impact on individuals from various walks of life. more

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