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shine. But those who are created for creeping only cannot soar upwards! He forgot that fact, and fell upon the rocks, but did not kill himself. He only laughed!
Now, I already know the whole delight of soaring upward to the sky! It is the fall! These birds are ridiculous! Without knowing the earthly longing for something, they think about the sky, looking for life in a hot desert, but finding only emptiness. There is a great deal of light, but lack of food, and lack of any support for living creatures. Why then this pride? Why then this disdain?
Is it perhaps to hide behind it the misery of their devices and their unfitness for life’s work? These birds are ridiculous! But now they will not deceive me with their beautiful speech. I myself know already everything. I have seen the sky. I have flown around it. I
