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I AM, THAT I AM, said voice.
It spoke not in English, nor Latin nor Hebrew nor Greek.
Its logos was supreme – all words, songs and languages that would ever come to be.
The Word rang from the Void and raced out from the Heavens.
Filling the Nothing with All.

Thou art a part of me. I cannot deny thee now.
For as there is pleasure, there must be pain;
as there is joy, there must be anguish.
Each thing that lives must die, each dead thing must arise again.
For I am All, and no thing is outside me

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