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prose from my untitled/unpublished/hope to be published book
Men shall make for themselves out of the darkness, light; to discover.
Men shall make for themselves out of light, shadows; to cover. And with the chaos, structure over entropy. While others will bring it back towards the place it was meant to be. You see, while animals go about their business of living, man aspires to be that thing which he created in his own mind/image, a god. A god to rule over the domain of space. A god to rule over the animals, both nonhuman and human. And finally, he wished to be a god over his own life. A long time again we forgot we were animals and began to believe we were aborted gods. Any thoughts?
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