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The Return of the One

Perhaps the greatest form of insanity is

Our relentless search for enlightenment.

For how can we possibly find something

We have never truly lost.

When exactly did we start believing

We were actually separate?

Just when did we begin to forget?

And could this possibly be

The essence of the human condition?

This awakening from the illusion,

From the very misconception.

Awakening from this forgetfulness of the

Truth of who we are and always have been.

Suddenly I become the biggest

Cosmic joke there ever was.

The I that ever felt so separate.

The I that ever felt so much suffering.

The I that so deeply longed for the Return of

The One who never left.

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