I was having a problem but wasn't quite sure on how to approach it.
I paced back and forth and around and around.
I was burden with anxiety.
Riddled with uncertainty and drowning in doubt.
I was perplexed.
Confused to say the least.
I sat and sat.
I pondered and pondered.
Yet I kept on drawing blanks.
The answer I was seeking kept alluding me.
Then I finally decided to hit streets.
Someone must know how to solve this problem.
Some one must have the key.
I sat out on my journey determined to find a clue.
I needed an answer.
I needed someone to tell me what I should do.
The first person I came across was wisdom.
I began to ask wisdom to help me out but wisdom interrupted me in mid speech and said, "I already know what this is all about."
I could tell you what you want to know, but you will not be able to fully grasp it in your current state of mind.
Stay traveling down this path to until you reach a plateau.
Once you see it call out for the one called consciousness and they will tell you what you need to know.
I thanked wisdom and then departed swiftly.
I walked until I reached the plateau
I called out to consciousness and consciousness responded back.
Then as I was about to ask my question Conciouness handed me a key.
Then told me to take the key to knowledge and knowlede would reviel the answer I seek.
I asked Conciouness how do get to Knowledge.
Conciouness replied,"Stay on this path until you see a large tree."
Knowledge will be perched under it and waiting for this key.
I walked a little further until I reached the tree.
Sure enough, knowledge was resting comfortably and looking as if he was expecting me.
I waswwas from all that traveling. I couldn't muster the strength to speak.
I just handed knowledge the key.
Knowledge pulled out a box and handed me the box along with the key. Then told me to open it and I'll finally get the answer I seek.
I opened the box and found a peculiar sight.
The box contained the letters N and R and hand mirror.
I looked at knowledge and asked knowledge to explain.
Knowledge said you already know.
Put all the items together and keep saying it until it becomes plain.
I looked at the items again.
I said, NR mirror.
No that wasn't it.
Then I said,N R reflection."
No. That didn't sound quite right either.
The I said N R a flection of me.
I scratched my forehead and furrowed my brow.
Then I tried saying it again out loud.
N R me.
That was it.
Why did take me that long long to see.
The answer I was seeking was before me the whole time.
It was the "inner" me.
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