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"In that second, with that omniscience of half sleep, I measured the horror of what astounds and enchants religions so much: the eternal perfection of the cosmos, the unending rotation of the globe on its axis. Nausea, the unbearable feeling of coaction. I am obliged to bear the daily rising of the sun. It’s monstrous. It’s inhuman."
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