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    rue? Is true, or  true? I cannot figure it out.

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    Once you remember your past lives, you  difficult to figure out rue or not.

    You imes before and none of it .

    tion ;Is  as true as w I saw before? .

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    c appears to be real.

    After t takes us a fes to come back to our reality, to ackno er was merely an illusion.

    In fact, many people o to tears in a movie.

    tly relieved, because oto find some otext for releasing their feelings.

    t ter.

    of t t occurs to us is  ourselves become identified he screen.

    If to clear.

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    If  lives, our present birto look like a dream.

    imes before imes before o realize t is known as maya.

    Along  a}l s are quite unreal -- tical, but transient.

    One dream comes, is follo another dream.

    tarts from one moment and enters into t one.

    Moment after moment, ts keep disappearing, but tinues moving on.

    So taneously: one, tive  appears is false -- only tness of it is true.

    Appearances cness, the same as before, changeless.

    And remember, as long as appearances seem real, your attention  focus on tness.

    Only  to be unreal does one become aness.