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The Madman

by Kahlil Gibran
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Originally published in 1918. An opening excerpt, "You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen,—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives,—I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.” Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me. And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, “He is a madman.” I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more..." Cover illustration by Kahlil Gibran [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Publisher: Project Gutenberg

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  • Release date: April 21, 2017

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New Age Philosophy Religion & Spirituality Nonfiction

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Originally published in 1918. An opening excerpt, "You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen,—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives,—I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.” Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me. And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, “He is a madman.” I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more..." Cover illustration by Kahlil Gibran [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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New Age Philosophy Religion & Spirituality Nonfiction
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