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| We, the great ideologies, bow down today to him, who showed us our home. Like death separate from life, we wandered about separate from humanity – over the centuries, over the millenia – destroying each other, since we were homeless. This is our eternal fate, as wherever we appear, man is mutilated, and wherever he is mutilated, there we appear. Since today man has realized the aimless aim, we contentedly fall back into our mother’s lap, into the divine love, and we beg that our names are forgotten. |
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| PETER HÜBNER · SONG OF LIFE |
