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Yellowish-grey sand. Deep blue sky. In the distance the triangle of the Pyramid of Kephren, and just before me this strange, great face with its gaze directed into the distance...I felt that...if I could stay under its gaze from birth to death, the whole of my life would flash by so swiftly for it that it could not notice me. The glance was fixed on something else. It was the glance of a being who thinks in centuries and milleniums. I did not and could not exist for it. And I could not answer my own question - do I exist for myself."
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