And can be destroyed by trying to find it,
With an obsession that forgets all else,
Rendering him illegitimate.
For the spark that lights the fire,
Is born of life itself,
While the obsession changes you from a human,
Into something else,
Something that has no longer any ability,
To choose where you go next,
Whick is a condition for even recognizing,
That the Absolute might exist.
And it's alright,
That it can ever actually be found.
The point is that we can think of it at all,
Because, as humans, to it we are not bound.
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