Then, he said - ‘I laboured much to escape from life. Do not ask me to return; I cannot deal with it again.' He and I, both formless, floating on a cloud, exchanged notes.
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Sir this is not good. You feared so never challenged yourself to face truth and see what the outcome would be. You gave up prematurely in fear. Not good. I feel.
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Sir this is not good. You feared so never challenged yourself to face truth and see what the outcome would be. You gave up prematurely in fear. Not good. I feel.