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“I was fighting the wrong battle, I was ignorant of the enemy within, I was my own hidden enemy, I was my own misery and suffering, I was fierce in pointing out the darkness outside, I was unaware of the inward darkness, I was searching for my truth elsewhere, I was just looking at reality in the wrong way, I was lost because I was looking somewhere, I was found because I looked at I, I was attached to the world, So I couldn’t see the I, I was detached from my reality, I was enveloped in the body, I would not have found I, If I wouldn’t have got beloved’s grace upon I!”

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The Inward Journey

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