Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies.
Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.
We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.
To understand possible means to understand impossible.
If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.
Although personal calling I sense,Who am I? Even if I am, I don't know.
New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.
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