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... The horse galloping away from you towards the horizon is like a dream; if it runs, you won't catch it, and you certainly won't be able to stop it. But if, by some cosmic chance, it turns towards you, it will only do so to knock you off your feet, momentarily bring you back from the heavens to reality, and immediately send you straight to the Abyss. Trying to stop this horse is like reaching for the infinitely distant stars in the sky or competing with a brick wall in a strength contest, hoping to overcome it with your head. You, the reader of these lines, may be one of two types of people: the one who wants to know and the one who wants to believe. If you consider yourself the first type, then take my advice: abandon your grand dreams and leave your ivory tower before it is besieged by the devilish army of merciless reality. But if you are closer to faith than knowledge, then do as you please: believe that you can achieve anything and direct your life in the direction you desire. Perhaps, with this belief, you will even manage to live your whole life, as long as the bloodthirsty hounds of reality do not tear your ephemeral flesh to pieces. The truth is that if you weren't born in the saddle, then there's no point in trying to ride the horse, unless you're a masochist for whom continuous failures and defeats bring a sense of comfort.