In their conscious thought streams, people are as unique as snowflakes.
Beneath that, in their subconscious, they're are like peas in a pod; some notes a bit louder or softer, but always the same song (ala Carl Jung, Joseph Campbell, et al.).
Beneath even that, at the ground zero where pure attention chooses perceptual framings - before getting lost in identification with a particular framing - there's only one awareness, neither colored nor individualized.
Thursday, September 6, 2018
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