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Reality, Whether Approached Imaginatively Or Empirically, Remains A Surface, Hermetic.

The Reality Of The Individualis An Incoherent Reality And Must Be Expressed Incoherently.

The Only Thing You Must Never Speak Of Is Your Happiness.

Any Fool Can Turn A Blind Eye But Who Knows What The Ostrich Sees In The Sand.

Go On Failing. Go On. Only Next Time, Try To Fail Better.