We are all so perfectly imperfect.
We are the sacred in the profane.
We are the divine in the mundane.

We are enlightened Buddhas masquerading as suffering humans. We are the indwelling Christ from the kingdom of Heaven within. We are individual avatars disguising the universal Atman. We are changing expressions of the unchanging Dao. We are Nature dressed up as herself.

We are relatives of the absolute.

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