inevitably mortal, it was never alive. Fear was born a dead man. The only thing that motivated him to put his shirt and trousers on this morning after having brushed his teeth and washed his face, was the idea of the importance of his unique mind. He was delighted with the thought that everything in the world acquired meaning only after it had been subjected to human intelligence. Therefore, he, being human, was not a dead man. He was omnipotent. There was a word in epistemology for that, but Fear forgot what it was. Although, in all fairness, neither did he care. With this narcissistic attitude he resumed his life. The man that could not even sleep peacefully at night-time, lived in a world of his own delusions and pretended that he was the centre of the universe during the day.
Vera Loika
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