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This town has stars: a Walk of Fame paved by underlords and commissions with a professional pomp for international honour Who fall prey to them definitely are no longer themselves They will be extinguished and replaced by the icons with their names: ..Gautama, the awakened man ..Jesus, the loving neighbour ..Socrates, the man who knows himself ..Leonardo and Albert are brilliant ..and Judas stands for betrayal We passers-by echo it and let the stars shine to receive as much light from them as possible Why, actually? Why do we betray ourselves by being dark not loving our neighbours and not knowing who we are?
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Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC
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This town has stars: a Walk of Fame paved by underlords and commissions with a professional pomp for international honour Who fall prey to them definitely are no longer themselves They will be extinguished and replaced by the icons with their names: ..Gautama, the awakened man ..Jesus, the loving neighbour ..Socrates, the man who knows himself ..Leonardo and Albert are brilliant ..and Judas stands for betrayal We passers-by echo it and let the stars shine to receive as much light from them as possible Why, actually? Why do we betray ourselves by being dark not loving our neighbours and not knowing who we are?
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC
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