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violent or objectionable individuals.

For him it'd be just like

starting from scratch...

as "bourgeois", to him, as a state of

being, was an ever present human condition.

Although for him there wasn't anything more

alluring than the equilibrium of the two extremes.

Let's take, for instance, two dualities

like spiritual versus libertine.

Man has the possibility of devoting

himself completely to his spiritual side,

of devoting to a life of

either clergy or sanctity.

On the other hand one can devote one self

to a life of mundane desires and flesh...

...in order to satisfy

one's basic pleasures,

as well as leading a life for the

pursue of lucre and a social position.

One of the two ways leads to sanctity,

to the martyrdom of the spirit, to God

the other way leads to libertinage, to the

martyrdom of the flesh, to corruption.

His ideal is not a meditation but

a conservation of his own self.

The vital force of bourgeoisie

is based on this.

Artists and intellectuals

really liked Harry...

as he knew of all the

pleasures of meditation.

Many artists are of his kind. These persons

all have two souls, two beings within them.

The capacity for happiness and

the capacity for suffering.

Finally, as he was

approaching the age of 47,

a happy and not unhumorous

idea came to him,

as it meant he was

approaching the age of 50.

He started considering the idea of suicide.

In fact this idea became his final motivation.

From that day he decided...

he should get rid of himself, to use that

emergency exit to extinguish his daily suffering.

For some reason something

was wrong with his life

thus his desolation would end with

the negligence of his existence

that'd be the best way to say goodbye

to his pains and sufferings.

He would wait only two years,

then he would accomplish it,

then he started to cherish this idea

it would be the day he turned 50.

This would be the day he would

definitively surrender...

relying on his razor...

he'd take leave of all his pains

and close the door behind.

This way the wolf from the steppes

wouldn't achieve his goal.

Possibly someday he would

learn to know himself better.

Maybe one day he will find

himself in our Magic Theatre...

the very thing that is needed to free his neglected soul.

A thousand such possibilities await him.

Maybe the day will come that he will

see himself reflected in a mirror.

He is aware of the existence of that mirror

in which he has such bitter need to look.

And from which he shrinks

in such deathly fear.

Is it today the performance? Where

is the meeting going to be?

Go to the Black Eagle, man,

if that's what you want.

I'm sorry, I probably mistook you

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