Out of the Crowd
You have to get sick to meet the crowd just as you now see it
You have to disintegrate to create the others just as they now appear to you.
The others are nothing more than the fruit of your fragmentation,
but this, you can neither see nor understand.
If you remain whole, your vanity will disappear,
and with it, the absurd theatre of appearances.
If you remain intact, time will vanish and with it, all that is not real:
‘suffering’ for example.
If you remain untuoched, you’ll see the world in its absolute perfection
and the others as they really are: Gods – omnipotent and immortal as Yourself.