Bizarre Writing A18

I will speak to you without words. I will teach you to discover wonderful poems. But, although you will pronounce them, people will not understand. My word was born to be silent. Nevertheless, I am the conscience of the order of things. I am the all. I am the voice without words that goes deciphering what is undecipherable. Together, we are understanding, progress. Together, we are life. Together, we are death. My measurements have no limits. However, there are no measurements without limits.
I am: The Mathematics

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My mission is to order, to direct, to handle and to educate. My effort comes to the point that I achieve and obtain classic and modern forms. Almost everyone, every day claim for me. Others contemplate me with nostalgia, with sadness and others with frustration. I am important, they all claim for me equally, only very few do not call me, nevertheless, they claim for me inside. I know what is in their heads, of the young people, of children, elders, wise persons, ignorant and even madmen. I face rebels, sometimes. My work is soft at times. The one who does not recognize me is a savage. The one who does not take care of me is an ignorant. I am the daily living of many. I am: The Comb.

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