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Part Nine

           Theyapproachus,andtheystop,laughing,knowingwhatwethink,andtheywaitobediently,withoutquestions,tillitpleasesustoturnandgoon.

           Wegoonandweblesstheearthunderourfeet.Butquestionscometousagain,aswewalkinsilence.Ifthatwhichwehavefoundisthecorruptionofsolitude,thenwhatcanmenwishforsavecorruption?Ifthisisthegreatevilofbeingalone,thenwhatisgoodandwhatisevil?

           Everythingwhichcomesfromthemanyisgood.Everythingwhichcomesfromoneisevil.Thishavewebeentaughtwithourfirstbreath.Wehavebrokenthelaw,butwehaveneverdoubtedit.Yetnow,aswewalkthroughtheforest,wearelearningtodoubt.

           Thereisnolifeformen,saveinusefultoilforthegoodofalltheirbrothers.Butwelivednot,whenwetoiledforourbrothers,wewereonlyweary.Thereisnojoyformen,savethejoysharedwithalltheirbrothers.Buttheonlythingswhichtaughtusjoywerethepowerwecreatedinourwires,andtheGoldenOne.Andboththesejoysbelongtousalone,theycomefromusalone,theybearnorelationtoallourbrothers,andtheydonotconcernourbrothersinanyway.Thusdowewonder.

           Thereissomeerror,onefrightfulerror,inthethinkingofmen.Whatisthaterror?Wedonotknow,buttheknowledgestruggleswithinus,strugglestobeborn.Today,theGoldenOnestoppedsuddenlyandsaid:

           “Weloveyou.”

           Buttheyfrownedandshooktheirheadandlookedatushelplessly.

           “No,”theywhispered,“thatisnotwhatwewishedtosay

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