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...There are many who on their way stop to eat, drink, listen to beautiful music, or look at beauties, enjoy in bodily delights, the incomparable pleasures of the only, unforgettable own body - and all this is needed since each of these things are both a signpost, support, repose and gathering of force - and so amazed by the strength, beauty, and sweetness of those signposts, they entirely forget this road.
There are much fewer, very few of those who realise that all this life, with all its inexhaustible beauties and breathtaking wonders, is just a Valley of Signposts. Even the world, life, in general, are only one unique, the greatest and most tempting signpost - and yet only a signpost! The signpost pointing towards the principal road.
Very rare are those who have managed to resist the temptation of magic magnetism, the voice with which neither a single mermaid, nor all mermaids altogether can sing, the seductive, murderous, soft voice of this last signpost, and who have caught a glimpse of the direction it points to.
And those in between, who have managed to set out on that journey, towards the true destination for all people and all living beings, and yet not following the signpost but converting themselves into a signpost - are only a few in the entire history so far.
They call them - Harbingers, carriers of the Message.
The Signpost and the Road , F. Muhich
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