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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Right View</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the Jungle of the World<br>and the Tangle of the Senses<br>we build us huts of mud and heartache<br>and make (and mend) our fragile fences.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">‘This is me! That is mine! ’<br>is the burden of our song.<br>We cannot see, still less define<br>that pain and sorrow prove us wrong.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This is not mine, this is not me, <br>is the beginning of our sanity.<br>Letting go of what does not concern us<br>leaves that alone which, meddled with, will burn us.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Law is mirror-like in its precision<br>and its simplicity needs no revision; <br>that Good breeds Good<br>and Evil has its price; <br>that Virtue is its own reward.<br>And so is Vice.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That all things pass away, <br>from butterflies to stars, <br>and though the World’s a prison<br>it’s the Mind that makes the bars.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Brian+Taylor">Brian Taylor</a></strong></div>