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The Place of Delusion In a World of Fact

Life is small and simple. Even The years shrink. The man knows that his anomie comes from the truth. The world is a blank on which many impose comfort. The truth of the blankness sometimes leaks through. That leakage is the disease which shuts down the machinery of joy. The man knows how the delusion of self importance is so much better than the truth.

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