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The Finger

The finger points to the moon and says, "it is like this." Another finger points and says, "no, it is like that." While these two fingers argue, the sun comes along and the moon disappears.


Sway in the moonlight while it still shines. Bask in the moon's immensity. Let its obscurity envelope you and loosen your grip on what you call real. Your fingers will dance. Then, you shall know the moon.

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