the way
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The way which I can tell you about is not the unending way
The name which I can utter is not the permanent name
the universe began without a name
the names we devised split the universe into objects, creating the multiplicity of things before you
if you desire nothing, you will understand what is hidden
with desire, you can only see what is rendered
it seems like two things coming from the same source
so we named each thing separately
and the unified source remains a mystery
a mystery wrapped in a mystery
which itself is just a doorway to all mysteries