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If our luck is unlucky and we fall into the pit of poverty and exhaustion, we put on the colorful clothes of snobbery, turn our noses up in the air and blame the stars, the moon and the sun for the dark clouds hanging over our heads. We become evil-hearted out of necessity, and complain about our stupidity on the grounds that it is the star's trick.
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Politics is a giant deception organized in a field where all words are thrown away, snatched and burned, lost and reconstructed. With one's logic
What causes him to act out of emotion is unconscious religious devotion.