After the prisoner I spoke with earlier handed me a copy of the Tao Te Ching, I initially refused. However, he encouraged me to take it. I was in a self-examination/metacognitive state, and then I read a note which was in the book. I send you a poem which will clarify my thinking.
The singular way is not one for all
yet all must follow the way
those lost
pursue a way,
those found are on the way.
I was
lost,
clouded in a path of fame and fortune
but a stranger in the distance handed me his map.
The street I was really looking for---was right ahead
I took the turn, and continue on.
I am happy you are on the right road brother, but our streets differ and I must remain.
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