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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: hour or two of physical existence could ever be regarded as a deeply
earnest and important business was beyond his comprehension The
atmosphere choked him, he longed for air and space. Thrusting his
way through to the side of the ravine, he began to climb the
overhanging cliff, swinging his way up from tree to tree.
When he arrived at the top, Branchspell beat down on him with such
brutal, white intensity that he saw that there was no staying there.
He looked around, to ascertain what part of the country he had come
to. He had travelled about ten miles from the sea, as the crow
flies. The bare, undulating wolds sloped straight down toward it;
the water glittered in the distance; and on the horizon he was just
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