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It all began in eternity, lost in space. Then I found myself here, looking around curiously and saying to the image in the mirror: “The days fly by like horses galloping across time – some black, some white, some dappled. They trample the hours under foot, leaving them behind, forming a road disappearing into the distance.” “And you, my friend, are mounted on such steeds,” replied the Mirror-Object. “Look closely at yourself. You are like a circus rider doing somersaults over and over again.” “I didn’t come into the world to prance about the horses,” I quickly objected, “even if they are beautiful and white decorated manes.” “For your own good, my friend,” the Man-in-the-Mirror advised, “don’t complain like the others or you will end up trampled beneath their hooves. Like the hours you will be stretched out over the earth, making a road leading backward.” The Mirror-Man vanished, leaving only a meditative whisper behind. So I returned to where I belonged. Every day now, I sit in front of the mirror, powdering my face, donning my harlequin costume, doing my act – hoping to make others smile. But learning never ends. So many times I fall off my horse or I perform so badly that all I manage to do is cause tears. Thought: Thoughtless.
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