Broken Glass

The world is like a large, pristine sheet of glass.

One day the glass cracked and broke into many different pieces. Some shrapnel was large and shapely, other pieces were thin shards. Over the years the pieces and shards developed smooth edges and a distinctiveness of their own, but were still that one pristine piece of glass.

Meditate on it.

 

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