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  Gather close, seekers, for I am about to share a story—a story you already know but have long forgotten, a story of you . Once upon a time, you fell into a deep slumber. In this sleep, you dreamt a thousand dreams, lived a thousand lives, and played countless roles.  Realize that you have played every role—the hero and the villain, the lover, the wanderer. You have chased ambitions, battled fears, celebrated victories, and mourned defeats. Yet, through it all, have you stopped to ask: Who is the one dreaming this dream? Consider this game of Maya, the grand illusion, the spell that binds. When you dream at night, you are lost in the dream’s embrace, believing yourself to be the one running, fighting, laughing, and suffering.  The dream pulls you into its current, and you forget—the dreamer is not the dream.  And then, suddenly, you awaken. The dream vanishes. It does not unravel slowly; it is gone in an instant.  The struggles, fears, and joys dissolve like ...

Dear seeker, have you ever stopped to ask yourself—what truly compels you to chase wealth, love, recognition, or the fleeting pleasures of the world? Is it a genuine need, or is it the restless whisper of lack, the quiet ache of loneliness, the unspoken fear that, without these things, you are somehow incomplete?  Reflect on fear—the masterful illusionist. It propels empires to rise and fall, fuels ambitions, and keeps the wheels of desire endlessly turning. It lures you into an unceasing pursuit—gathering, hoarding, and seeking external validation as if the void within could be filled by the world's trinkets.   But pause for a moment, step beyond the illusion, and ask yourself: What am I really searching for? Strip away the layers, and beneath every chase for success, love, or power, isn’t you always seeking happiness?  And yet, in this world of duality, happiness is forever entwined with its shadow—misery. One cannot exist without the other, for to experience light, ...