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I'm. I think. I will.

My hand... my spirit... my sky... my forest... this is my land... what else must I say? These are words. This is the answer.

I am standing here on the top of the mountain. I raised my head and stretched out my arms. This is my body and spirit, and this is the end of my pursuit. I want to know the meaning of things. I mean. I hope to find a guarantee of existence. I do not need a basis for existence, nor any sanctions for my existence. I am a warrant and sanction.

What I see are my eyes, and my eyes make the earth beautiful. My ears are listening, my ears are listening to the songs of the world. My mind is thinking, and the judgment of my mind is the only searchlight that can find the truth. Choice is my will, and choice is the only law I must obey.

I have promised many things, some are wise, some are wrong, but only three sentences are holy: "I do!"

No matter where I go, the guiding star is in my heart. Guide star and load stone for the way. They only point in one direction. They point to me.

I don't know if the earth on which I stand is the core of the universe, or just a small piece of dust that disappears forever. I don't know, I don't care. Because I know what happiness in the world is possible for me. My happiness does not require higher goals to prove it. My happiness is not a means to any end. ended. This is its own goal. This is its own purpose.

I am not what others might hope to achieve. I am not the tool they use. I am not the servant they need. I am not a bandage for their wounds. I am not offering sacrifices on their altars.

I am a man. This miracle of mine is owned and kept by me, guarded by me, used by me, and knelt down!

I will not hand over my baby, nor will I share it. My spiritual destiny should not be blown into the brass coins, but thrown into the wind as alms of the spiritual poor. I guard my baby: my thoughts, my will, my freedom. The greatest of these is freedom.

I owe nothing to my brothers, nor do I owe any debts from their brothers. I do not ask to live for me, nor for other people. I will not covet anyone's soul, nor will I covet my soul.

I am neither an enemy nor a friend of my brother, but as each of them deserves me. To win my love, my brothers must do more than just birth. I will not give my love for no reason, nor will I give it to anyone who may wish to get it. I salute men with my love. But honor is something that must be won.

I want to choose friends among people, but not slaves or masters. I will only choose the things I like, and I will love and respect them, but do not order or obey. We hold hands when we want, or walk alone when we want. Because in his spiritual temple, everyone is lonely. Let everyone keep their temple free from pollution. Then, if he is willing, let him join hands with others, but only beyond his own holy realm.

Because you can never say the word "we" unless you choose and reconsider. Never put this word in the human soul, otherwise it will become a monster, the root of all evil on the earth, the root of human torment, and an unspeakable lie.

The word "we" is like lime sprinkled on a person's body, solidifying and hardening into a stone, crushing everything under it, while the white and black things disappear in the gray. This sentence enables the fallen to steal the virtues of the good, the weak to steal the power of the strong, and the fool to steal the wisdom of the wise.

What would be my joy if all hands, even unclean hands could reach in? If even a fool can command me, what is my wisdom? What is my freedom, if all creatures, even rotten things and helpless people, are my masters? If I just bow, agree and obey, what is my life?

But I have a creed about corruption.

I have been attracted by the monster "us" like serfs, plunder, suffering, falsehood and shame.

Now I see the face of God. I resurrected this God. This is the God that people have been seeking since the birth of mankind. This God will give them joy, peace and pride.

This God, the word:

"I."

Part Twelve

It was when I read the first book I found at home that I saw the word "I". When I understood the word, the book fell from my hands, I cried, I never knew the tears. I cry for the forgiveness and mercy of all mankind.

I understand the blessing of being cursed by me. I understand why my best is my sins and transgressions. And why I never felt guilty of my sins. I understand that iron chains and eyelashes for centuries will not kill people’s spirit and inner truth.

I have read books for many days. Then, I called the "golden man" and told her that I had read and learned. She looked at me, the first thing she said was:

"I love you."

Then I said:

"My dearest person, it is inappropriate for a man to have no name. For a while, everyone has his own name to distinguish it from everyone else. So let us choose our name. I have read one that has a history of thousands of years. The man, among all the names in these books, he is what I want to endure. He received the light of the gods and brought it to mankind, and taught people to become gods. He suffered for his actions, Because all bearers of light must suffer. His name is Prometheus."

"That's your name," Golden One said.

"I have read about a goddess," I said, "he is the **** of the earth and the mother of the gods. Her name is Gaia. Call this name, my golden man, because you are going to be the mother of a new type of god."

"It should be my name," Golden One said.

Now I look forward. My future lies before me. When the saints of the pyre saw his future, they chose me as his heir, to be the heir of all the saints and all the martyrs. These saints and martyrs died before him by the same cause, the same word, no matter they What is the name dedicated to their cause and truth.

I will live in my own house. I have to rely on my own hard work to get food from the ground. I will learn many secrets from the book. In the next few years, I will rebuild the past achievements and pave the way for further realization of these achievements. These achievements are open to me, but always closed to my brothers, because their minds are tied to the weakest among them.

I already know that my sky power has long been known to the world. They call it electricity. It is power that drives their greatest invention. It illuminated the house with the light from the glass **** on the wall. I found the engine that produces this light. I will learn how to repair it and how to make it work again. I will learn how to use wires that carry this power. Then, I will build wire barriers around the house and between the paths leading to the house. As a barrier light for spider webs, it is more insurmountable than a granite wall; an obstacle my brother can never cross. Because they have nothing to fight with me, they retain the brute force of their numbers. I have an idea

Then, on the top of this mountain, in the world below me, there is only the sun above me, and I will live my truth. Gaia is pregnant with my baby. Our son will grow up. He will be taught to say "I" and be proud of it. He will be taught to walk and walk on his own feet. He will be taught to respect his own spirit.

After I read all the books and learned new methods, when my home is ready and plowing the land, I will steal one last time into the cursed city where I was born one day. I want to call a friend of mine who has no name. In addition to the international phone number 4-8818, there are all people like him, Brotherhood 2-5503 (crying for no reason) and Unity 9-6347 (calling for help at night) and others people. I want to gather all men and women whose spirits have not yet been killed, who are suffering under the yoke of brothers. They will follow me, and I will lead them to my fortress. Here, in this unknown wilderness, me and them, my chosen friends, and my co-workers, will write the first chapter in the new history of mankind.

These are the things before me. When I stood at the door of glory, I looked back one last time. I read the history of humanity that I learned from books, and I was surprised by it. This is a long story, and it is the spirit of freedom that moves it. But what is freedom? Free from what? Except for other men, nothing can free a man from his freedom. To be free, one must have no brothers. That is freedom. That's nothing.

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