What distinguishes normal people is that we share a metaphorical
dagger;
the concerns of our self - reflection.
With this dagger, we cut
ourselves and bleed;
and the job of our chains of self - reflection is
to give us the feeling that we are bleeding together,
that we are
sharing something wonderful; our humanity.
But if we were to examine it,
we would discover
that we are bleeding alone;
that we are not sharing
anything;
that all we are doing is toying with our manageable,
unreal,
man-made reflection.
Sorcerers are no longer in the world of daily
affairs,
because they are no longer prey to their self - reflection.
