" You things barter too much...
...as if there was ever such a thing as commerce in your souls.
There is no economy for the heart in your world. No justice for charity, no pocket for mercy.
The universe to you this way is a sharp place. Not even the moon can bring you peace.
Men and women toil beneath the crush of avarice, and crack beneath the weight of silence and dust.
Where is your ownership? Where is your justice? Where are your empires and everlasting life?
Your business is in small things...fleeting things...
Only nothingness awaits your kind. Perhaps you should finally come to appreciate that. "
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