Apart from ancillary thoughts, a nihilist dies.
During his death-struggle an anchoret is bend to him.
However the dying wise man shows him now
through his agonized look that he should leave him alone.
But the anchoret screams:
"And would be even the plainest land only stamped through its unevenness,
my friend, nothing would be more plain than this unevenness.
There has to be a..."
Revolution - every second. It has to be a struggle - every day.
Apart from unnecessary thoughts, an odialist dies.
During his death-struggle an anchoret is bend to him.
However the dying wise man shows him now
through his punishing look that he should leave him alone.
But the anchoret... he screams:
"And would be even the most uneven land only stamped through its plains,
nothing would be more uneven than this plain. There has to be a..."
Revolution - every second. It has to be a struggle - every day.
"Oh, my friend - I´ll betray you.
Oh, my friend - you can´t feel me!"
"Oh, my friend - I´ll betray you.
Oh, my friend - you can´t see me!"
