Атлант расправил плечи
Anti-Green
IthoughtIcouldaffordtoignorethem—allthoseimpotentmysticswhoprattleabouttheirsoulsandareunabletobuildaroofovertheirheads.Ithoughtthattheworldwasmine,andthatthosejabberingincompetentswerenothreattomystrength.IcouldnotunderstandwhyIkeptlosingeverybattle.Ididnotknowthattheforceunleashedagainstmewasmyown.WhileIwasbusyconqueringmatter,Ihadsurrenderedtothemtherealmofthemind,ofthought,ofprinciple,oflaw,ofvalues,ofmorality.Ihadaccepted,unwittinglyandbydefault,thetenetthatideaswereofnoconsequencetoone’sexistence,toone’swork,toreality,tothisearth—asifideaswerenottheprovinceofreason,butofthatmysticfaithwhichIdespised.Thiswasalltheywantedmetoconcede.Itwasenough.Ihadsurrenderedthatwhichalloftheirclaptrapisdesignedtosubvertandtodestroy:man’sreason.
No,theywerenotabletodealwithmatter,toproduceabundance,tocontrolthisearth.Theydidnothaveto.Theycontrolledme.
"I,whoknewthatwealthisonlyameanstoanend,createdthemeansandletthemprescribemyends.I,whotookprideinmyabilitytoachievethesatisfactionofmydesires,letthemprescribethecodeofvaluesbywhichIjudgedmydesires.I,whoshapedmattertoservemypurpose,wasleftwithapileofsteelandgold,butwithmyeverypurposedefeated,myeverydesirebetrayed,myeveryattemptathappinessfrustrated.
