Contemplation of the desensitisation

Every loss of the knower, whose wealth is subject to the accumulated erudition of the prewritten, passing through the purgatory of all that glows, the pain of the feet displaced. The intuitive rhyme incinerated in the bound hot, rising white in common with all that has been achieved. The wall's impenetrable solidity, the new's intuition, to see the hidden, in competition with the world. The wit's cleverness, moulded in the pretence of thinking, lines up the wish's insight into what is desired to be seen. That which is seen, whose change of constancy adorns an incision, matures in listening far from time, the image of fallacy dismissed, wisdom's path to the goal separated.

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