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These words are not my own and I take no credit for them. I share them here as a resource for anyone seeking personal growth or as source material for their own creative expansion of the collective.
No, not only do you not repent, but your clean conscience, like a clear mountain lake, shines in your eyes. (And your eyes, purified by suffering, infallibly perceive the least haze in other eyes; for example, they infallibly pick out stool pigeons. And the Cheka-GB is not aware of this capacity of ours to see with the eyes of truth — it is our "secret weapon" against that institution.)
It seems I am going to battle . . . I carry no weapon ... I feel safe even in the midst of my enemies; for the truth is powerful and will prevail.
I was concerned with investigating truth, not with questions of personal prestige.
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