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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: interest; with the sorb he saw nothing as self - existent -
everything appeared as an object of importance or non - importance to
his own needs.
Rather puzzled as to how this would turn out, he got up and looked
about him. He had slept out of sight of Oceaxe. He was anxious to
learn if she were still on the spot, but before going to ascertain he
made up his mind to bathe in the river.
It was a glorious morning. The hot white sun already began to glare,
but its heat was tempered by a strong wind, which whistled through
the trees. A host of fantastic clouds filled the sky. They looked
like animals, and were always changing shape. The ground, as well as
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