My ‘Original Face’ has been revealed to me.
I ‘know’ the ‘I’ that came before the ‘Me’.
My little life continues to unfold,
pulled this way and that by momentums:
momentums that are starting to lose impulse under
the watchful gaze of my Original Face.
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And then I get to hang out with others
who also know their Original Face.
And together we cast off our masks,
and bask in the glory that is revealed
when our Original Faces look into each other’s eyes,
and see the Vast Universe reflected back at us.