Status Updates From Thus Spake Zarathustra

“Oh sky over me, you pure one! You deep one! You abyss of light! Gazing at you I shudder with godlike desires.

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Together we learned everything; together we learned to climb over ourselves unto ourselves and smile cloudlessly.

Cloudlessly we smile down out of clear eyes and through milewide expanses, while under us force and goal and guilt like raindrops steam.”