My soul will not let itself be locked in any prison, iron cage or cage made out of air. My soul wants to be like a ship in the sky, and the body’s boundaries cannot hold it back. And no walls will ever imprison it: not those that have been built by human hands, nor the walls of politeness, nor the walls of civility or good manners. It will not be entrapped by pompous speeches, by kingdoms’ borders, good breeding—anything. My soul flies over all of that with the greatest ease, it is above what is contained in words, and beyond what cannot even be contained in words. It is beyond pleasure and
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