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Self Realization

Myron noticed one day that the ground beneath him was growing soft. As time progressed, the spot became softer, gradually becoming a hole. Gradually Myron began to sink into the hole and over the next few weeks found himself lowering a little more each day. Finally, one morning, Myron awoke at the bottom of the dark pit and discovered that he had lost himself.
Myron was never able to climb out into the light.

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