what if a demon were to creep after
you one night, in your loneliest
loneliness, and say, this life which
you live must be lived by you once
again and innumerable times more;
and every pain and joy and thought
and sigh must come again to you, all
in the same sequence. the eternal
hourglass will again and again be
turned and you with it, dust of the
dust! would you throw yourself
down and gnash your teeth and
curse that demon? or would you
answer, never have i heard anything
more devine?
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