A sea lion on a sun-drenched day,
bouncing gently on a small ice floe, was mesmerized by the horizon line,
bobbing up and down and far away. He thought a single Great White Cloud, in sea
lion’s shape and all aglow, was God, and he was God and God was he. Up and down
the ice raft bobbed, he on top, in rhythmic trance, under blazing sky, feeling
One-in-all and All-in-one, identity and unity.
When evening came and it grew dark,
he slipped into the frothing sea and was eaten by a Great White Shark.
Moral: So much for that unified feeling. When all is said and all is done,
the All may not feel one with you.
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