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If you don't know
that every day bring you to death
The fear before
is the fear of yours will
In religion
you look for consolations
You Wait for the Moses,
for the miraculous
Alleviation! for madmen which you are
You looking! for supports among another
Every your! thought is moribund
You lose !your primitive thought
You aren't oneself any more!
Every truth is something
What serves you and defines
Reality then! continuous process of becoming
And truth about the world! is the fiction and illusion!

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