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“Birth and death are illusions. There is no beginning and there is no end. Before this life, we were alive in our parents. And before that, we were alive in our grandparents, and our ancestors before that. One thing gets passed on to another, one form changes into another, and just as in death, our energy passes on.”

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Book:Aloneness to Oneness: 22 Life Lessons to Change the Way You See the World

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