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I'm no Stephen Hawking, I am just a simple pigeon, but even me can see 1+1 ain't 3...

I just let you be the judge of my rather farfetched theory...

Ik zwijg niet meer. Ik kon niet meer zwijgen! IK LEEF TE LANG MET DEZE VLOEK! Het kan me niet schelen welke afspraak grootvader had met Arsène Goedertier... DE WERELD IS KLAAR VOOR DE ONTHULLING EN IK OOK!

Dat eerste beeld van de intro is een eye opener :)

Geen nood. Ik heb geen price tag. Er komt een moment dat ieder alles mag lezen :) De sleutels heb ik en komen eraan :) 

Mama regelt alles ;)... 

Finally, Clamence employs the imagery of the Ghent Altarpiece and The Just Judges to explain his self-identification as a "judge-penitent". This essentially espouses a doctrine of relinquished freedom as a method of enduring the suffering imposed on us by virtue of living in a world without objective truth and one that is therefore, ultimately meaningless. With the death of God, one must also accept by extension the idea of universal guilt and the impossibility of innocence. Clamence's argument posits, somewhat paradoxically, that freedom from suffering is attained only through submission to something greater than oneself. Clamence, through his confession, sits in permanent judgment of himself and others, spending his time persuading those around him of their own unconditional guilt. The novel ends on a sinister note: "Pronounce to yourself the words that years later haven't ceased to resound through my nights, and which I will speak at last through your mouth: "O young girl, throw yourself again into the water so that I might have a second time the chance to save the two of us!" A second time, eh, what imprudence! Suppose, dear sir, someone actually took our word for it? It would have to be fulfilled. Brr...! the water is so cold! But let's reassure ourselves. It's too late now, it will always be too late. Fortunately!"