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I shall grasp the soul's skirt with my hand
I shall grasp the soul's skirt with my hand and stamp on the world's head with my foot. I shall trample Matter and Space with my horse, beyond all Being I shall utter a great shout, and in that moment when I shall be alone with Him, I shall whisper secrets to all mankind. Since I shall have neither sign nor name I shall speak only of things unnamed and without sign. Do not delude yourself that from a burned heart I will discourse with palette and tongue. The body is impure, I shall cast it away and utter these pure words with soul alone.
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