| p108 | Standing in ultimate aloneness, nothing like onto itself, all that lives lives as one, and all that is living is one in it's stature. One is not the other. The life of the one is all that can be living. It is the totality of what can be lived. There is no other living. There can be a mass of humanity but not a mass of living. All that is living lives as itself … as a one. |