The golden god, the Self, the immortal swan
Leaves the small nest of the body, goes where she wants.
She moves through the realm of dreams; makes numberless forms;
Delights in sex; eats, drinks, laughs with her friends;
Frightens herself with scenes of heart-chilling terror.
But she is not attached to anything that she sees.
And after she has wandered in the realms of dreams and awakeness,
Has tasted pleasures and experienced good and evil
She returns to the blissful state from which she began.
- The Upanishads
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