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Philosophical Digression

I'm not a friend of poverty, I actually perceive it's a mockery... But I'm a friend of the being under such a condition... I'm not a friend of wealth, I realize it's a disgrace... But I'm a friend of the being under such a condition... Of the human being rich or poor, I'm a brother... I'm a friend of man, his intelligence, his character... If it's always aimed at the superior... His struggle to beat the complexes of superiority and inferiority... I am in solidarity with the one who seeks improve his moral progress, fulfill his karma... I love the human being conscious of his provisionality... of the one who comprehends his smallness before the unknown... and who realizes that real life is not here... He admits which here is real rehearsal, but not life... life itself it's another one, and it's right there... Elsewhere...!

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