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“The Kali-Yuga happens to people you love. You see the inner shape, the real one, when they’re just walking away across the room with their backs to you, you see their secret faces when they’re alone, and you see that they’re trudging, their shoulders hunched and rounded under the burden, their faces baffled and bewildered, almost muttering, but still defiant, still determined, because they’re human, and their demand, their consciousness of birthright, is ineffaceable, ineradicable. The divine imprint. His image. And you think they haven’t got a chance, but then again you can’t really know. God alone knows their fate. It happens to the people you love. That’s what breaks your heart. Breaks your heart.”
― Marty Glass