The free and wild soul expresses itself through questions that, rather than pushing the practitioner forward, represent an infinity of sidesteps along the path, and has many potential errors.
However, it happens that the wild practice of the free soul makes all floors collapse, erases all paths, propels to the heart of the being.
The practitioner then breathes a surge of life towards the dried-up furrows.

The free and wild soul cannot err, I would suggest. All paths are open, and it will find its way by force of intuition.
It is the prejudice of civility and convention that misguides and deceives, I think.
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