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Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot

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“If I was so aware of things, I could immediately put a halt to the imaginings or order the mask to make a fresh start, but … why did I not do so? Not only did I do nothing, but, as if I had a lingering attachment for this jealousy, I egged the mask on, even tempting it. No, it was not a lingering attachment; it may indeed have been revenge. Perhaps I had fallen into a vicious circle, pouring oil on the fire, as it were, using the agony of jealousy to spur the mask to acts of violence, and then, by these acts of violence, stirring my jealousy even more.”

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