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There is no better time to recover the essential question of the defining measure of Being than in this bizarre age. I dare say Ludwig Wittgenstein is getting his nouveau alphabet, for the means of expression is now material, and the Diogenes no longer express truth so much as deliria, and the Augustines are negative idiots devoid of humanity. Material dialectic, by means of the information flood, has ruined art and culture. But as Noah the last philosopher can drive near to the foundational stone fermenting in the mountain of life.
Is this Messiah merely as the rabid ant who leaves the confluence of simplicity only to scourge the wastelands in his death throes?
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