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This drink of sadness, the exhaustion, the solitude, and the feel of unworthy about everything around is dipping him into a deep trance, in the deep intoxication.  The dogmas he carried, the knowledge from the learnings from the texts, the literature, the feel that he is wise and the discipline to be disciplined all seemed delusional.  It was all mirage that the cognisance he gathered had given him.  There is no mirage and there is no reality or delusion, it is all the reflec...

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Sathish

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