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In those days, though my stomach ached from hunger and my pulse
throbbed with the anxiety of an uncertain tomorrow, I never walked alone.
All around me in the damp, infested night, embedded in the very fabric of the
perfumed darkness, was the undeniable presence of that living web from
which all things are born and continually unfold. That presence, which the
Vedic rishis called Brahman, and that Lao-tzu called the Tao;
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It looks like you’ve shared a beautifully written passage that blends personal reflection with spiritual philosophy. The narrator conveys both physical suffering (“stomach ached from hunger”) and existential awareness, yet finds solace in the sense of being part of a larger, interconnected reality. The text invokes concepts from multiple spiritual traditions:
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Brahman (Vedic tradition): The ultimate reality or universal spirit, underlying and pervading all things.
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Tao (Taoism, Lao-tzu): The natural order or way of the universe, an ineffable flow that governs all existence.
The passage juxtaposes human vulnerability with a profound sense of unity with the cosmos, suggesting that even amid personal hardship, there is a comforting recognition of being part of a “living web from which all things are born.”
If you want, I can provide a line-by-line analysis of the imagery and philosophical references, or I can help summarize the core message in simpler language. Which approach do you want?
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