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The mind is a wanderer
Widening and bending the Tao with thought
You need not go where thought leads
Keep firmly to the center of the path
Keep your limbs supple
Your mind open
Lead by your stride
Others will follow and pace
You lose your way when you pull
Flies oft into the face of the wind
Observe; wait for the air to settle
The way will clear
You can tread upon the way
But you cannot own it
You can create it; you can tend it
But you cannot know the path ahead
You cannot control it
By mastering yourself
By mastering the internal foe
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Hi, I'm restarting the train of nonsense in the METASENSE community - feel free to join in. I hope to also restart the contests as the MPATH token now works on Hive-Engine. Zen koans accepted :-)