Neyah wouldn’t let him, and asked how the memory part of the spirit was written. Father took the reed from Neyah’s hand and drew a jar.… “For a jar holds fluids, which of all earthly substances are nearest to that which has not earthly form. When a man is born for the first time, his jar of memory is empty; gradually through his many lives it is fi

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He sensed quite strongly that this blind love for his son was a passion, something very human—that it was Samsara, a murky spring of dark waters. At the same time, he felt nonetheless that it was not worthless but necessary, that it came from the essence of his own being. This pleasure also must be atoned for, the pain also had to be endured, and t

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