Let us discuss the power of a powerful thinker. One who lays out a plan , who builds a structure, that tells you how to climb from here to there, with the top always having a better view than the bottom. What is up there, and why is it inherently better? Are we always obsessed with the higest, with elevation, with rising above the mere mortals? What is so great about rarified air? One climbs everest and one is alone. One rockets to the moon and one is totally removed, unable to step outside the vessel that brought them to such heights. One needs protection, removal, cannot let their humanity come in contact with what they find up there.
So how about those systems of thought? What do they optain in their confines, and how does it, how could it, apply to humanity? To those of us left stuck on the ground.
Shout down from the mountain and we hear nothing.
And you are too weak to carry us up there with you. No you tell us it's a journey that every man must make on his own, but why? So that you're less lonely? But if someone stood beside you you would find the means to climb even higher still, or destroy the rock on which we both stood.
These systems all rely on the ground on which they are built, even everest would be nothing were it not for the greater Earth below it.
Evil we are built on to reach the angels. The dead we bury, the end is underground.
