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 OF THE WAY OF A CREATOR

" Wilt thou, my brother, go into solitude ? Wilt thou seek the way unto thyself ? Tarry a while and listen unto me.

' He who seeketh is easily lost himself. All solitude is a crime,' thus say the herd. And for a long time thyself wert of the herd.

The voice of the herd will sound even within thee. And whenever thou sayest : ' I no longer have the same conscience with you,' it will be a grief and pain.

Behold, that pain itself was born of the same con- science. And the last gleam of that conscience still gloweth over thy woe.

But wilt thou go the way of thy woe which is the way unto thyself ? If so, show me thy right and thy power so to do !

Art thou a new power and a new right ? A prime motor ? A wheel self-rolling ? Canst thou also compel stars to circle round thee ?

Alas, there is much lust for height ! there are so many throes of the ambitious ! Show me that thou art not of those lustful or ambitious !

Alas, there are so many great thoughts which are no

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