"In the course of the pilgrimage for self-knowledge, we do not reach the imposed
peak with a ski-lift. We can bring
serving as a
god of the mountains,
but our ticket for the ski-lift meanwhile burns a hole in the
of our overalls. The wise pig, if he would like to clean himself, dips into the mud.
dishonourably toppling down from the hill, ruminates: if lower than this, then where? Finally, the
draws into itself the child erring this way."
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"And indeed the tragedy of our age..."
crystal clear diet
dazed and orthorexic
i've fallen and i can't get up!