Life is a game that begins and ends,
again and again.
The start and the finish are a never-ending devouring of self conceit and self perception.
It ends as it begins, with a searching for the centre. It begins as it ends with the placement of the compass's point.
The eternal point of remembrance is a reminder of the pain and memory of existence, separating the nothingness.
It neither begins nor ends.
This much is obvious to us all.
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