Never going to get a sorry out of me

In natures such as Caesar and Napoleon one can intuit something of a “disinterested” laboring on one’s marble, regardless of any possible sacrifice of human beings. The future of the highest human beings lies on this path…

People, marble dust, meh. Bodies strewn haphazardly in a ditch, pff, the sooner the better. The vanity of the vanity-worshipers- if you don’t love wisdom you don’t count as human beings anyway, why would you think that you would? The elation some feel at the thought of that virus culling the flock- I guess this isolation is the price I have to pay to try to lay the groundwork for a rational agent to do just that.

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