The one conditioner is two.
At first, it’s necessary to
reflect, and all the world is
staged
to be my mirror. Taking time,
I learn to see the other as
myself. It isn’t easy though.
We call this practice suffering.
It lasts until another slowly
gets it in this head—I am
not two. There is a shortcut
though—
to love the other as my self.
This is the heart of my intent.
For I am That, the absolute
unknowable subjective self
dividing self to know my self.
This world has named that knowing
love.
And as below, it is above.
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