A Thought

You are not your thoughts, just as, the young man who stands on the mountain's edge watching the valley below, is not the cloud that is forming under his feet, that which lifts and gently settles in front of his sight to blind his view. He is neither the cloud, nor is he blind. 

- C.SeanMcGee

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