Why did it chose us, the greatest of idiots, Dogma?, says W. - 'Why did it choose you?' Why were we singled out? It must be like the balance of electrical charges that produce lightning in clouds. There must be the greatest possible difference between positive and negative ions. And thus, with Dogma, between the highest thought and the greatest idiocy. That's when lightning could strike.
But what did we think? What did thought set afire in us? We have no idea, no inkling. How could we have? Dogma was greater than us. Dogma was broader, more generous. Weren't we only swallows in the updraft? Weren't we leaves swept up in an autumn storm?
Perhaps we didn't think anything at all: how could we know? Perhaps we simply wandered out into the snow and got lost. Perhaps it was all a dream, all of this, the last hallucinations of men dying of frostbite.
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