Book1:TeDream-Maker
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hecamefromossible．Hegedhisattitudeandbecameaic．Iwasstruckbythesimiritybetweenus．Theretioweenhimandhiscellisthesameasthatbetweenmyfleshbodyandfate．Onlyhisassiveandimposedonhim，whileminewasactivelyimposedonmyselfofmyownfreewill．Iwillinglyboundmyfleshbodysothatitwouldnotdoanythingmorallyoutoftracktoatoneforyoursins，Amalia.” “Amalia,myattitudetowardsfateislikethatofwater,whichflowsoverthesurfaceoftheearth,huggingtheriseandfalloftheterrainwithoutpromisingitsownnature．Ifitmeetswithobstacles，itwillstop，detourandtakeah；butwillstilltinueflowingtowardsitsdestination.Obedierebellious,thatisthesecretofgwithfate,heractivenorpassive．Thismayseemobscure，butinmylife，theyarepatibleandexistinperfectharmony．Inmyobservationsofthechimpanzee，Irealizedthathehadgivenuprebellionandhisownfreewill．Hebowedtothefutilityofresistandsowasnolongerrebellious．Hiseyesweredocilebutsly．Tomakethebestofabaddeandfindjoyamidhardship,hepyedpracticaljokesonhumans．Iwouldliketoreverttoman’snaturalprimitiveeaurntotheanimalstatewewereinbeforeevolution．ThatdoesnotmeanIwouldgosofarastomasturbateinpubliclikethechimpahatisimpossiblebecausemillionsofyearsofcivilizationhadpassedandIainstfateasthhlyashe．SoIhaveshapedmyownattitudetowardsfatelikethetheoryofwater，geamebuttenacious．Yourattitude，Amalia，istheexactopposite．Youwerelikefire，untrolbleaating．Thatisthemaindiffereweenyouandme．Oh，Amalia，tellmehowIatoneforyoursins." BythehaddispersedandthebrightsunlightshiningstraightonhimmadeDimitri,whohadfullyrecoveredfromhishangover,feeldizzy．Helookedupatthevastexpanseofclearblueskieswithoutthetraceofasinglecloudandasuddenpaniccameoverhim． "Wherearetheclouds?WherehasAmaliagoo?"Hegotintoahystericalfrenzyandranaroundshouting，"Amalia!Amalia!Whereareyou?"Buttherewasnoanswerfromtheskies，noclouds，noAmalia．Dimitrisatdowedlyonthebendthought．"WherecouldAmaliahavegoo?PerhapsshefellfromthecloudsbacktoHell.Heenvisionedawideexpanseofdesert，torrid，dryandshadeless，withtheraysofninesunsbzingdownonthered-hotsandsofironore．Amaliawascrawlihem，pantingwiththirstandhalfdeliriouswiththeheat．Dimitricouldolookandcried，"Amalia,areyousorrynowforyoursins?Youmustbe!"Butthen，herememberedherwords，"Don’tthinktwicebeforeyouaceathingisdone,neverregret.”No，Amaliawould．Theexpressiononherfaceainful，yetrebelliousandremorseless.AhAmalia!Repent!Perhapsyouattainabsolution．TellmehowIhelpyouleaveyourpainfulenviro．Perhapswhatyouneednowisagssofcejuice,buthowIgetittoyou?Thedimensionsseparatinguseasuredbytimeorspace．AhAmalia!HowIleaveyoutosufferallone?" Dimitriwentbacktohisbendydownlistlessly．Hethought， "Iamgrowingoldinthespringbreeze．IfIhadknownhowhardlifewouldbe，I’dhaveledinmymother’swombforeverandneverhaveetothisworld．Itmusthavebeensnugandcozythere,hertoowarmnortoocold，likelyinghalfasleepandhalfawakeonahammock，swayinginthespringbreeze，lostidreams.”Later，DimitrifinallyfoundhislonglostmotherandweledhertohismysteriousKingdomwhereshelivedhappilyeverafterwiththefilialdevotionandpanionshipofDimitriandhisbeauties．Butthatistobedealtwi