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“The entire tension of life is oriented toward thisdesire—until human beings finally discover themselves.And discover that they are not truly separate beings, butpart of the One and the All: an organism interconnectedwith other organisms. A single heartbeat that is theuniverse itself.The entire path of each one of us is an eternal returntoward what we are—not what we think we are.For everything moves in circles, within an endlessredundancy.”

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