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"So why have you written all this?" you ask me... "You crave life yet attempt to unravel its meanings with muddled logic. How troublesome, how rude are your outbursts, and yet at the same time how frightened you are! You talk nonsense and are delighted with it; you make outrageous remarks yet are alarmed by them and are forever apologising. You profess to fear nothing and at the same time come cringing to us for our approval. You profess to be gnashing your teeth while at the same time you crack jokes to entertain us. You know that your jokes are not funny, yet you are clearly pleased with you cleverness. There may be truth in you, but you have no modesty; out of the pettiest vanity you display and degrade your integrity in the marketplace... You really do want to say something but continue to prevaricate because you have no courage, only cowardly impudence. You sound off about your awareness yet continue to waver, because although your brain is working your heart is dark with corruption. And without a pure heart there can be no real awareness. And how persistent, how persevering, how pretentious you are. Lies, lies, lies!"

Of course I myself have made up these words of yours.

 

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