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“Eres producto de millones de años evolución. Una evolución que posee el atributo de ir hacia arriba en lo complejo. El animal hace contacto con la naturaleza; pero tú, además, haces contacto con tu interior. Pues es auto-conciencia, la capacidad de pensar sobre lo que piensas. Eres materia transformándose en espíritu. Tienes la increíble misión personal de conocerte a ti mismo. Cuando te auto-observas y te descubres, es el universo entero el que se observa a sí mismo. Eres un momento, un instante fugaz en la inmensidad del cosmos, pero formas parte de un proceso en expansión universal, infinitamente mayor, que te contiene. Todos estamos de paso y vamos de regreso a casa. Viniste a contemplar la creación, a mirarla, a disfrutarla y a cuidarla. Somos obreros del universo. Polvo de estrellas, como dicen. En nosotros se reproduce la historia de toda la humanidad, y tú puedes tener acceso a ella.”

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