In some cases, it would be notable to include the idea that thought and action all happen to the raging infatuation of one day becoming infinite and superior, but the road taken to gather the true facts of life are becoming more and more blind as the days go on. There are days where the sun will rise as usual, but if he does, he will be staggered some to find nothing more than a large round hole eight thousand miles in diameter approximating in the exact spot he saw the world serenely spinning the day before. Not too dramatic, maybe, but accurate. Trying to eventually get to the point where thought and action, and intuition rather transcends into a lifestyle that doesn’t represent the blind leading the blind.
