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Reasoning 1

On the day of equinox you go on the necropolises of the Past, among phallic totems, but the brain does not accept abstract logic of Hermes and the conservative postulates, intruding on you and those from the necropolis ... *****Sapiens is imperfect and unfinished, but your Ego-Consciousness swears Zigmond recognizing it his 100-year right. Messiahism is a priority and an award for millions reincarnations to ninety-ninth knee and that you are not good Christian sounds interesting in the mouth of the arrogant's unbelieving. You pass them contemptuous slow to stop in the last sense, which the sipping of the blade will turn into Nirvana ... translation from Bulgarian: the author

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