today we are a mob. man does not stand in awe of man, nor is his genius admonished to stay at home to put itself in communication with the internal ocean; but it goes abroad to beg a cup of water of the urns of other men. we must go alone, none can save you but yourself. i like the silent morning, before the rushing mob sets off to pollute the golden air as if they were running to save their lives, instead they lose it. how far off, how cool, how pure nature looks in her serenity. we are the agents that destroy this peacefulness. and as there is no peace in nature there can be no peace within us.

so let us always sit knowing the multitude aims at no target but only at the wicked dollar. why should we assume the faults of our friends, or wife, or father, or child, because they sit around our hearth, or are said to have the same blood? all men have my blood, and i have all men’s! not for that will i adpot their petulance or folly, even to the extent of being ashamed of it; let us keep ourselves aside for greater purposes. as the fruit and wine mature with time so do our involuntary thoughts that stem from divine nature ripen, with meditation and contemplation.

but your isolation must not be mechanical, but spiritual, that is, must be elevation. do not deceive yourself with endless illusions through burdening yourself with material matters, what we own is here today and gone today; it is only the soul that is greatness. transcend above time. it seems that these things we own are trifles that men receive for serving dead institutions and convincing himself that his god or whoever it is lives in a christless society. let us be honest and say we choose ignorance and thus deceive ourselves by prating in lukewarmness. we claim to live when our idols are these folly possessions. we do not want to confront ourselves, and look away from who we are. but our time is limited. our bodies are sad and we suffer at our own peril. and so just as you worked hard to get it young dream there’s people working harder to take it from you.

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