The divine breath is an explosion. It takes form, gives rise to voice and then to words. And words, their insistent meanings compel the existence of other souls. All by perfect necessity.
The voice sets the original harmony which establishes the form for all pleasantness of hearing. The severe words enjoin curiosity with adventure and creativity. This song is daring the void, impelling a response.
Thus creation. Thus continuity.
Thus Man.
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