He who enters into his own must grope through what lies at hand,He must embrace the worthless and the worthy with the same love. A mountain is nothing, and a grain of sand holds kingdoms, or also nothing. Judgment must fall from you, even taste, but above all pride, even when it is based on merit.
The mystery play is soft like air and thin smoke, and you are raw matter that is disturbingly heavy.
— Jan 20, 2022 01:20AM
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