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        "Amalia,Idon’treallyknowwhenmylifeonthisearthbegan,butit’sbeenalong,longtime.Myfleshcamefromyou,andwiththatbodycamefate,soul,thoughtandalltheotherattributes.Theseexistonlythroughandinapaofthefleshbody,withoutwhichfateaed.Withoutthefleshbody,alltheseattributeswouldbemeaninglessandinsignifit.Fate,forexample,hasalwaysbeenatroversiandunanswerablequestioralstatebetweeentandent.Lookingbathepast,youwillfindanobviousbuthelessexistingtrack,whichyouthinkwouldbeentbeforeyoufindit.Fateandfleshbodyareactuallytwo-in-oneandone-in-two.Ah,Amalia!myfleshisyourfleshandmyblood,yourblood.SinceIamyourfleshandblood,Imustacceptthepainthatfatehasimposedonmyfleshbody.ButyourlifeisoneofsinandIwishIcouldusemyfleshbodytoatoneforit.OnlyIdon’tknowwhetherthatispossibleornot”.

        “YouknowAmalia,Iwentbackseveraltimestothezootoobservethatchimpanzee.Sometimes,helookedsadandthoughtful,butatothertimesheseemedhappyandpyful.I’veetotheclusionthatheisphilosopher.Hemusthavefoughtlikeaeredbeastwhenhewasfirstcaptured.Butthen,hefoundmanwasstrohanhe,andthatescapetothewildwherehecamefromossible.Hegedhisattitudeandbecameaic.Iwasstruckbythesimiritybetweenus.Theretioweenhimandhiscellisthesameasthatbetweenmyfleshbodyandfate.Onlyhisassiveandimposedonhim,whileminewasactivelyimposedonmyselfofmyownfreewill.Iwillinglyboundmyfleshbodysothatitwouldnotdoanythingmorallyoutoftracktoatoneforyoursins,Amalia.”

        “Amalia,myattitudetowardsfateislikethatofwater,whichflowsoverthesurfaceoftheearth,huggingtheriseandfalloftheterrainwithoutpromisingitsownnature.Ifitmeetswithobstacles,itwillstop,detourandtakeah;butwillstilltinueflowingtowardsitsdestination.Obedierebellious,thatisthesecretofgwithfate,heractivenorpassive.Thismayseemobscure,butinmylife,theyarepatibleandexistinperfectharmony.Inmyobservationsofthechimpanzee,Irealizedthathehadgivenuprebellionandhisownfreewill.Hebowedtothefutilityofresistandsowasnolongerrebellious.Hiseyesweredocilebutsly.Tomakethebestofabaddeandfindjoyamidhardship,hepyedpracticaljokesonhumans.Iwouldliketoreverttoman’snaturalprimitiveeaurntotheanimalstatewewereinbeforeevolution.ThatdoesnotmeanIwouldgosofarastomasturbateinpubliclikethechimpahatisimpossiblebecausemillionsofyearsofcivilizationhadpassedandIainstfateasthhlyashe.SoIhaveshapedmyownattitudetowardsfatelikethetheoryofwater,geamebuttenacious.Yourattitude,Amalia,istheexactopposite.Youwerelikefire,untrolbleaating.Thatisthemaindiffereweenyouandme.Oh,Amalia,tellmehowIatoneforyoursins."

        BythehaddispersedandthebrightsunlightshiningstraightonhimmadeDimitri,whohadfullyrecoveredfromhishangover,feeldizzy.Helookedupatthevastexpanseofclearblueskieswithoutthetraceofasinglecloudandasuddenpaniccameoverhim.

        "Wherearetheclouds?WherehasAmaliagoo?"Hegotintoahystericalfrenzyandranaroundshouting,"Amalia!Amalia!Whereareyou?"Buttherewasnoanswerfromtheskies,noclouds,noAmalia.Dimitrisatdowedlyonthebendthought."WherecouldAmaliahavegoo?PerhapsshefellfromthecloudsbacktoHell.Heenvisionedawideexpanseofdesert,torrid,dryandshadeless,withtheraysofninesunsbzingdownonthered-hotsandsofironore.Amaliawascrawlihem,pantingwiththirstandhalfdeliriouswiththeheat.Dimitricouldolookandcried,"Amalia,areyousorrynowforyoursins?Youmustbe!"Butthen,herememberedherwords,"Don’tthinktwicebeforeyouaceathingisdone,neverregret.”No,Amaliawould.Theexpressiononherfaceainful,yetrebelliousandremorseless.AhAmalia!Repent!Perhapsyouattainabsolution.TellmehowIhelpyouleaveyourpainfulenviro.Perhapswhatyouneednowisagssofcejuice,buthowIgetittoyou?Thedimensionsseparatinguseasuredbytimeorspace.AhAmalia!HowIleaveyoutosufferallone?"

        Dimitriwentbacktohisbendydownlistlessly.Hethought,

        "Iamgrowingoldinthespringbreeze.IfIhadknownhowhardlifewouldbe,I’dhaveledinmymother’swombforeverandneverhaveetothisworld.Itmusthavebeensnugandcozythere,hertoowarmnortoocold,likelyinghalfasleepandhalfawakeonahammock,swayinginthespringbreeze,lostidreams.”Later,DimitrifinallyfoundhislonglostmotherandweledhertohismysteriousKingdomwhereshelivedhappilyeverafterwiththefilialdevotionandpanionshipofDimitriandhisbeauties.Butthatistobedealtwithintheepilogue.

        Itwasgetting1ate.Thedaywasdrawingtoacloseandtheskiesgraduallydarkened.Dimitriytherezilyonhisbench.Hisdayhadgonebyhazily.Inhissubsciousness,hehadbeenawareofshadowsofpeopleingandgoing:Twomountedpoliceofficersambledbyandhadtiedtheirhorsesuheshadeofsometreeswhiletheytooktheirbreakbeforeresumingtheirpatrol.Amadoldassedbymungonabunchofbananas,whichshepeeledonebyoossingtheskinsintothegarbagewhenshehadfinished.Nooneeverknewhername.Wheninagoodmood,shewouldturnprankish,puttingapsticbagoverherfadmakefacesatpeople,ughinghappilywhenshefoundtheywerescared.Butwhenshewasangry,shewouldshoutandcussatthetopofhervoice,gesturingvehemently.Dimitriadmiredhergreatlyforherlifestyle,forabandoningherselffreelyairelytohermoodswings.Otherpedestrianshadpassedbytoo,butnowallweregonehekwhere.

        Amistymoonpeepedoutfrombehindsomeclouds,graduallysendingouthertranslutrays.Onastrusite,rowsoflong-neckedes,sturdybulldozers,dredgersandrollersstoodsilentandmotionless.Fromafar,theyresembledtheenormousdinosaursthatruledtheearthbillionsofyearsago.Nowthesegiganticcreatureshadlongdisappearedfromthefaceoftheearth.Inthespaceofanight,theworldseemedtohaveturopsy-turvy.Arethesesteendironmaestheirmodernterparts?Drowsily,Dimitrifelgainintohissweetdreams.

        Chapter4LifeStoriesofAisha,Stephanie,Angelica,

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