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A beetle emerged from a deep hole and stopped a few inches away from my face.
It seemed to look at me and for a moment I felt that it became aware of my presence, perhaps as I aware of the presence of my death.
I experienced a shiver…
The beetle and I were not that different after all.
Death, like a shadow, was stalking both of us from behind a boulder. I had an extraordinary moment of elation.
The beetle and I were on a par. Neither of us was better than the other.
Our death made us equal…
My elation and joy were so overwhelming that I began to weep.
He was right. He had always been right.
I was living in a most mysterious world and, like everyone else, I was a most mysterious being, and yet I was no more important than a beetle.
It seemed to look at me and for a moment I felt that it became aware of my presence, perhaps as I aware of the presence of my death.
I experienced a shiver…
The beetle and I were not that different after all.
Death, like a shadow, was stalking both of us from behind a boulder. I had an extraordinary moment of elation.
The beetle and I were on a par. Neither of us was better than the other.
Our death made us equal…
My elation and joy were so overwhelming that I began to weep.
He was right. He had always been right.
I was living in a most mysterious world and, like everyone else, I was a most mysterious being, and yet I was no more important than a beetle.
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Death, like a shadow, was stalking both of us
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THE EXPERIMENT:
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Death, like a shadow, was stalking both of us
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This was good the first time it was written by that Irish fellow with the mouse :/