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... ly traversed the contours of the ruptured canopy of heaven, the sacred gates of Heaven swung wide open, casting time into this dim and desolate world. The clear voices of a choir rose from deep within the gates, hymning the dawn and the twilight of the Goddess, expounding the mystical nature of time.
"One thought, ninety moments, nine hundred births and deaths."
"Arise, pass, change, cease."
"All things are impermanent, all laws are not self."
Hearing this made Mi ...
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