这是一个完美的世界，一个完美至极的世界，一个奇妙绝顶的世界，上帝的花园里最成熟的水果，万物之主的思想。
噢，上帝，为什么我应该在这儿，我，一粒充满无比的绿色种子，一场无处寻觅的暴风雨，来自一颗被烧毁星球的迷惑的碎片？
噢，迷失灵魂的上帝，你迷失在众神之中，为什么我却在这儿呢？
the perfect st the gods, hear me:
gentle destiny that spirits, hear me:
i dst finished hts are assorted, ed, and istered.
their virtues, o god, are measured, their sins are hed, and even the countless things that pass in the dim tht of neither sin nor virtue are recorded and catalogued.
here days and nights are divided into seasons of conduct and governed by rules of blameless accuracy.
to eat, to drink, to sleep, to cover one’s nudity, and then to be , to dance, and then to lie still and feeling hbour ifts raceful to an established order, to entertain one’s best self in a preconceived manner, to ods becomingly, to intrigue the devils artfully—and then to forget all as though memory ain.
all these things, o god, are conceived ht, born overned by rules, directed by reason,and then slain and buried after a prescribed method. and even their silent graves that lie arden, the master-thought of the universe.
but reen seed of unfulfilled passion,a mad tempest that seek neither east nor ment from a burnt planet?
the gods?
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