One must either perfect or destroy one's home
before one takes off wandering. There must be
something to come back to that will last, or
no reason to come back. For when one truly sets out,
who knows when one will truly return? Only the wanderer
can ever come home again.
wow
what a load of HORSE SHIT that is
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