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The Reason For You Complaint Lies, It Seems To Me, In The Constraint Which Your Intellect Imposes Upon Your Imagination. Here I Will Make An Observation, And Illustrate It By An Allegory. Apparently, It Is Not Good-and Indeed It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind-if The If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas Pouring In, As It Were, At The Gates.

He, That Noble Prize Possessing He That Boasts A Friend That's True, He Whom Woman's Love Is Blessing, Let Him Join The Chorus Too!

If You Would Attain To Your Highest, Go Look Upon A Flower;what The Flower Does Willessly, That Do Willingly.

While The Womanly God Demands Our Veneration, The Godlike Woman Kindles Our Love; But While We Allow Ourselves To Melt In The Celestial Loveliness, The Celestial Self-sufficiency Holds Us Back In Awe.

Full Of Wisdom Are The Ordinations Of Fate.