Looking at a rainbow, colours never begin nor end. Yet we speak of colours as if they were independent phenomena, existing by themselves.
Maybe we are like the colours of a rainbow, neither existing nor not existing. If so, what selves can we cling to? And there being no clinging, how could suffering take root?
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