“Go explore the labyrinth,” suggested his mentor, and so he did. He followed the path laid out in whorls, loops, and spirals patiently, with his eye always on the center. He could see it, even passed close by it, then returned to the outskirts again. The elusive center taunted him. Why hadn’t he reached it yet? How could the path be this long, even if it was all wound up like a ball of string? He was surprised to find himself back at the entrance. “I never made it to the center,” he said, questioning. The reply - “That’s the point.”
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