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Foreword
„Existence is perhaps the secret of the entire Universe, which we may never be able to decipher. What kind of miracle does it take for billions of molecules to come together in such a way in which that mass can breathe, feel, create, and love? We can perhaps call it the soul, which provides the starting engine for the whole, but a question arises. What kind of soul is it that arbitrarily imprisons another set of molecules, uses it for its own amusement, or just kills it, because it believes that it will make it more?”
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