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The Greatest Mystery Of All Is Reality.

Politics Is A Subordinate Matter; Its Form Of Appearance Constantly Changes Depending On The Needs Of The Masses, The Same Way Cocottes Adjust To The Needs Of Men By Transforming And Masking Themselves. Because Of That It Is Not Fundamental. That Is About What Endures, What Is Unique, What Is In The Stream Of Illusions - What Is Eliminated From The Workings Of The Shadows.

I Think Only Of Objects: Of A Leg Or An Arm, Of The Wonderful Sense Of Foreshortening, Breaking Through The Plane, Of The Division Of Space, Of The Combination Of Straight Lines In Relation To Curved Ones.

Learn By Heart The Forms To Be Found In Nature, So That You Can Use Them Like The Notes In A Musical Composition. That Is What These Forms Are For. Nature Is A Marvelous Chaos, And It Is Our Job And Our Duty To Bring Order Into That Chaos And - To Perfect It.

Space, And Space Again, Is The Infinite Deity Which Surrounds Us And In Which We Are Ourselves Contained.