So listen to the heartbeats of the earth. To yield to that fear which comets and the unknown inspire men. To put out the sun at will. To the searchlights of night’s brain. To enjoy the cruelty of the soft gleam of the lightning. The majesty of the trees. To invoke the fireflies.

Max Ernst

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