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CHAPTER ONE Life Before the Path BEFORE BUDDHISM, THERE was no Buddhism. There was just life. And the quiet suspicion that something was wrong with it. People were born, worked, suffered, got sick, aged, lost people, and died. Then, somehow, started over again. Nobody had to explain this. Everyone just kind of knew it. Life felt stuck on a loop. Like some invisible wheel was turning underneath everything, pulling you back in the moment you tried to get out. The world was full of rules. Rules about birth. Rules about duty. Rules about sacrifice. Your life wasn’t just yours, it came with a script. You were born into a role, and that role came with obligations. If you played it right, maybe...