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Christ and Buddha: They took the whole epoch to which they were born, freed the forms which had petrified into dogma and knocked humanity to another level. They took the tribal man and found his individuality. Is that fizzling in confusion these days?

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The great spirits exist to prevent the man from conjuring too many limitations, too quickly. To convince himself, ah, past this point I cannot go even as my head is ramming the wall with alacrity. Origins is a slithering word if there ever was one. Against this word the myth of mind veers from solitude to make itself an elixir of hope. "Origins of what?" the old guy asks.

"The heart, the mind, the beasts, the man, the forms scottering down the dust of road, open and closed, sprouted and paved; eye to the circulation through abodes with weary voices, burning incense, materials woven on walls of scent and sound," I respond to the old man.

"Animals have collected here to drink while the dust rages. Origins of what? Yellow bowelled, hallow-eyed, thumbent progenitor wildly inquisitive among the running streams; here is the lava flow burning fires to the shore; of dances to the rounded skull of He who made us and She who sustainth and of They who buryeth under stones of sad impunity."