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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: space, to avoid being utterly destroyed? ... Then he smiled to
himself. "I've already been here two days, and still I survive. I
have luck - and with that one can balance the universe. But what is
luck - a verbal expression, or a thing?"
As he was putting on his skin, which was now dry, the answer came to
him, and this time he was grave. "Surtur brought me here, and Surtur
is watching over me. That is my 'luck.' .. . But what is Surtur in
this world? ... How is he able to protect me against the blind and
ungovernable forces of nature? Is he stronger than Nature? .. ."
Hungry as he was for food, he was hungrier still for human society,
for he wished to inquire about all these things. He asked himself
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