Golden Passageway. There Is A State Where There Is Neither Earth, Nor Water, Nor Heat, Nor Air; Neither Infinity Of Space Nor Infinity Of Consciousness, Nor Nothingness, Nor Perception Nor Non-Perception; Neither This World Nor That World, Neither Sun Nor Moon. It Is The Uncreate. That I Term Neither Coming Nor Going Nor Standing; Neither Death Nor Birth. It Is Without Stability, Without Change; It Is The Eternal

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