...but we above you ever more residing
in the ether's star translumined ice
know not day nor night nor time's dividing,
wear nor age nor sex for our device.
all your sins and anguish self-affrighting,
your murders and lascivious delighting
are to us but as a show
like the suns that circling go,
changing not our day for night;
on your frenzied life we spy,
and refresh ourselves thereafter
with the stars in order fleeing;
our breath is winter; in our sight
fawns the dragon of the sky;
cool and unchanging is our eternal being,
cool and star bright is our eternal laughter.
-hermann hesse "steppenwolf"
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