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  • REMAIN

     

    However unknown, however uncertain the gaping abyss of the future, you can know for yourself that humanity and the Spirit can surely help you find yourself. The wavering Existence seems a thin line of light, while sure handshakes willingly endure.

    To set out into the conscious unknown, as an adventurous, eager explorer, you should first learn to thrive on your own in your world. In the immortal memory-rumours much cherished in your soul Where still with delight-sweet smiles your eternal Dearest's loving gaze sends you a message, Where, stuck outside the circle, you may be left to ponder.

    And when you step out of there into the street-cosy-dense outer world, you are forced to hide in the shadow of your shadow's lurking coat-cover; you fear and tremble at the legitimate possibility of being hurt, of being exposed - the exposure may affect you personally! - Often the warning conscience will alert you: a faithful partner would sincerely accept you, it would be a feverish attempt towards real, intimate relationships.

    Suddenly, your self-pity is overwhelming and you realize: are you really that alone?! Then, when there are no more pitifully missed opportunities, no more rising from the muddy earth - your loneliness, your loneliness, wandering through your soul, whistles through into futility; in vain would you flee, your mane is whipped around by the howling wind and your time-destroying chubby bones are splintered by Hangman's Time.

    Thou drownest in helpless despair. Thou shouldst force up within thyself the attempt, the will, that might perhaps transcend the self-devouring grief-perceid, dissolve the lasting, self-devouring destruction of thyself by deed, by action. You would light a human-light within yourself, to remember always to exist as a Man: a responsibility, a worthless grain of dust of service!
     

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