“Upon opening eyes at birth, a story is told of how things are. It is an illusion only. Change the dream.”
“Bob and weave, bob and weave. Let someone else put in some big hits. Practice, watch. Then when they come for your weak spots, let them really have it. Strategize … no matter the battle.”
There is a golden wall before us. That golden wall is a mirror of sorts, but rather than showing us our own reflection, it shows the one who sees us. He stands there dressed in a robe, the hood is upon his head, and he is watching.