Station to Station XIII…

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You are like a fruit picker who loves the fruit but hates the tree.

You examine the face of heaven and earth without recognising
the one who is in your presence,
for you do not know how to examine the moment.

Know what is in front of your face,
and what is hidden from you will be disclosed.

What you look for has come but you do not know it.

The one who knows all but lacks the self is utterly lacking.

Come to me for my yoke is easy and my mastery gentle…

Dark Sage

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