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Why love?

Why love? Why? It’s not eternal Creating Suffering After love Suffering loves me I don’t need its life in mine Love, dear Love give me love ‘He can’t hear you.’ Satan said. ‘I don’t want suffering.’ I answered. ‘That’s right. Then?’ Replied Satan. ‘Something good.’ I said it to Satan. ‘There is a plan for you.’ Said Satan. ‘Is the path? Is the Path?’ I asked. ‘That is a good choice, but…’ He said. ‘But?’ I asked. ‘This is a higher and so long way…’ Satan Said. ‘What is that??’ I asked Satan. ‘Intellectualism.’ Said Master Satan. ‘Stay with me, there are no dead human feelings.’ Said Satan. ‘Only a high-tech mind’s life in all parts of the intellectual life. Everything, everything, and in poetry, philosophy, and theology… What you like.’ Said Satan ‘I want this plan.’ I answered. ‘Already in your mind.’ He answered. Life Lives Angelic Demonic One All All One Together There are More

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