Running was the way he dreamed. Having never been in control of his life, his idea of freedom was simply to break free. He dreamed of being at the mercy of the wind, carried aloft and blown here and there, a life of true randomness instead of always being part of someone else's purpose.

If she ever came back to me,
     My heart will welcome her,
       & My soul will hug her.

The word "Christianity" is already a misunderstanding; in reality there has been only one Christian, and he died on the cross.

Written By Friedrich Nietzsche

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