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would then tell me if it is really difficult to tell if you are good or bad to humanity; if, in short, you are angels or demons. At times, I think and I say...but women are what make the time on earth so enjoyable–it is them who teaches us love, this emanation of God, women are our mothers. She is the goddess of nature as Byron says...therefore, we must love women. But do you know what happens then? A horrible voice behind me yells: Lies!! Through Eve, women are the ones who caused the first disaster of humanity..women are the temptresses of our existence; the love that they inspire is the poison that God gave to this new race of snakes; their words of honey are an eternal mask that fix themselves onto their face..., and if Byron called woman the goddess of nature, another great poet said of her 'cunning as a wave'...So I direct myself to punish the miserable blasphemer but the sad man has escaped...and I feel a big laugh that makes me go back to thinking about the question (that is the question): Are women a great good or a great evil? If to clarify this matter, and tired of asking this person and that person, I turn towards the 'dead', that is, towards books so that the labyrinth becomes more interwoven, the darkness even denser, the mess more obvious.