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Since the beginning of time, people have been trying to change the world so that they can be happy. This hasn__ ever worked, because it approaches the problem backward. What The Work gives us is a way to change the projector__ind__ather than the projected. It__ like when there__ a piece of lint on a projector__ lens. We think there__ a flaw on the screen, and we try to change this person and that person, whomever the flaw appears on next. But it__ futile to try to change the projected images. Once we realize where the lint is, we can clear the lens itself. This is the end of suffering, and the beginning of a little joy in paradise.
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Since the beginning of time, people have been trying to change the world so that they can be happy. This hasn__ ever worked, because it approaches the problem backward. What The Work gives us is a way to change the projector__ind__ather than the projected. It__ like when there__ a piece of lint on a projector__ lens. We think there__ a flaw on the screen, and we try to change this person and that person, whomever the flaw appears on next. But it__ futile to try to change the projected images. Once we realize where the lint is, we can clear the lens itself. This is the end of suffering, and the beginning of a little joy in paradise.

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