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| The Great Religions | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| We, the great religions, bow down today to him, who let us find our home. Like the smoke separate from the fire, we wandered about separate from reality – over the centuries, over the millenia – struggling with each other, since we were homeless. This is our eternal fate, as wherever we appear, man is homeless, and wherever he is homeless, there we appear. Since today man has reached the aimless aim, we return fulfilled into our mutual mother’s lap, into the divine truth, and we beg that our names are forgotten. |
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| PETER HÜBNER · SONG OF LIFE |
