As I started upon the last ancient idea, as I proceeded upon its path, I found there was nothing to be found. For this path leads to no destination only to come around again, to being again, beheld by the children returning as men. It is well worn; it has been so for a great long time. It had become paved, used by buses crowded with masses of people. I found myself many years ago in one of the buses but as its sole passenger. But that tale has already been told and I find I am now where I saw myself all those years before, on a way that is not accessible to that which had brought me to its discovery.

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