I take air baths, running through the piney-wood forest barefoot in the early morning hours while the mists that lie close to the ground wash me with their tiny droplets of lunar dew. As I flash past, all the forest creatures poke their heads out of their dens to marvel at the mighty thing that is man. Refreshed by the glories of Nature, I return to my abode for an invigorating self-lashing with willow wands, which gives my skin a rosy glow of health, before beginning my daily work of removing the mantle of ignorance from the brows of my fellow human beings.
Glorious
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