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OUCH! I caught my foot in the crack of an old tree trunk. I looked at the foot in anger and disbelief. Blood gushed from my ankle and shin, and pain flew up through me like fire up the flue of a mountain.I lost my head !
Then, some thirty feet away, there was a bull. He stood looking at me with his head lowered, and the world snapped into position around him, as if n league with him. I must have been closer to the calf than I had guessed, since he'd arrived to protect it. Bulls do such things, though they don't even know that the calves they defend are theirs.
He pawed the ground, looking at me up-from-under, murderous. "Go away !" I said . Hssst! It had no effect. I bellowed at him. He snorted through his nose and pawed deeply, spattering grass and black earth at his sharp rear hooves. Thundering, he struck my tree he jerked his head and flame shot up my leg.
That day, I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist.
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